A recent painting I did as a thank you for someone. They requested Eowyn in armor, which I’ve always wanted to paint anyway.
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“Remember today, little brother”
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A recent painting I did as a thank you for someone. They requested Eowyn in armor, which I’ve always wanted to paint anyway.
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To me, the most tragic element of Théodred’s sad story is how close he came to survival. When he was struck down by Saruman’s forces at the Isen, he had only the companies of Elfhelm and Grimbold to help him. But much greater aid was already on its way — Gandalf and the 3 hunters would soon arrive in Edoras. The healing of Théoden would release Éomer and the rest of the forces of Rohan to fully join the fray. Merry and Pip would help stir the ents into action. All of that miraculous help (unsummoned and unlooked for, as Tolkien was fond of saying) would come to fruition in less than a week if Théodred could have only held on that much longer.
He was born into tragedy, and he lived four full decades facing challenges and problems not of his own making. And then, when the solution to everything was finally just around the corner, he was denied the chance to see it. A lifetime of struggle, and he missed victory by a matter of mere DAYS. Just epically unfair.
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Eowyn, shieldmaiden of Rohan, and Faramir, son of the Steward
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Aragorn opens the door 4k
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“Thus Aragorn for the first time in the full light of day beheld Éowyn, Lady of Rohan, and thought her fair, fair and cold, like a morning of pale spring that is not yet come to womanhood."
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Now I'm laying down to perish
And God knows where I'll go.
Now I'm laying down to perish--
I just wanted you to know.
I wanted you to know.
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TOLKIEN LADIES: Berúthiel
Berúthiel lived in the King's House in Osgiliath, hating the sounds and smells of the sea and the house that Tarannon built below Pelargir "upon arches whose feet stood deep in the wide waters of Ethir Anduin;" she hated all making, all colours and elaborate adornment, wearing only black and silver and living in bare chambers, and the gardens of the house in Osgiliath were filled with tormented sculptures beneath cypresses and yews. She had nine black cats and one white, her slaves, with whom she conversed, or read their memories, setting them to discover all the dark secrets of Gondor, so that she knew those things "that men wish most to keep hidden," setting the white cat to spy upon the black, and tormenting them. No man in Gondor dared touch them; all were afraid of them, and cursed when they saw them pass.
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Frodo’s fate is no longer in our hands.
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