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saurongorthaur9 · 10 days

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If Sauron were a body of water, he'd be the Bolton Strid.

Pretty to look at, seemingly innocent and harmless, but will brutally murder you if you mess with him.

#had a video come up recently about the Nightmare Creek of Death #and they kept saying how “deceptive” it is #and I was like "oh it's the Sauron River is it?#sauron #mairon #gorthaur #tolkien #jrr tolkien #silmarillion #lotr #lord of the rings #bolton strid #the strid #England's Nightmare Creek

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likenothingmatters · 6 months

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#autumn #the strid #yorkshire #mushrooms #photography #landscape #cottagecore

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follyglass · 1 year

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Follyglass : Shepherd

On the eleventh of each month, the volunteers set out to find the river’s beginnings. Hundreds of people from all over the county pace the lanes and tramp the fields all in search of a milky shimmering thread that wends over land, and when it is found, the brass bells are rung to notify everyone, but mostly to call the shepherds.

Within an hour the shepherds arrive eight to a mile with their iron crooks and wide-brimmed hats and begin to whistle in codes to each other. It is easier to correct the Strid when it is thin as gossamer than when it grows to its fullest. And so, the shepherds jab their crooks and twist and pull at the swelling pale magic that runs through the county like a great snake. Most importantly, they pull it away from homes and beehives.

It is an honor to be trusted as a shepherd of the Strid. Nobody has been claimed by the fairy river for a decade now.

When the fairy river is at its fullest, when it is a wall thirteen heads high, you can look - everyone’s gazed into the opal glassness of it and seen how the Strid warps and twists what is beyond it, it’s a wonder, really - but never go near. The shepherds will have salted a boundary to keep the river on its current path and it’s best to keep the salt between yourself and it, otherwise the Strid will gladly take anyone that speaks, never to return.

On my fourth month of shepherding, I had begun to grow used to the calluses caused by my crook, and I had already heard the laughing echoes of voices of those already claimed, but what none of the other shepherds had told me about was what I can only describe as the sirens: the sweet daydreams of lily honey cake and songs as pink and soft as a rabbit’s ear.

Even after the Strid faded away on its second night, those visions still haunted me with their loveliness, and sometimes I think how poor and mealy the apples from my own orchard taste when compared to even the palest pink thought of lily honey cake.

Oh, I longed for just a real crumb of lily honey cake.

I consulted the maps for all of the previous Strid appearances. ‘What ifs’ kept my head tumbling at night and noon. At eleven p.m. on the tenth of April, I found myself shivering in a field just west of Waybrook, nine miles from my own bed. I was determined to be the first to find the beginnings, to keep the river to myself somehow; to have it as mine for a minute or more. A minute was long enough, I think, to gobble lily honey cake and hear a pink song.

It was near dawn when I heard the brass bells, and I ran to them, and I heard the people exclaim that the shepherd was here. They watched as I cast aside my iron crook and reached my hand toward the pale thread of river, but when I stepped to touch it, the fairy river shivered and pulled away from me.

#flash fiction #fairytale #the strid #follyglass #shepherd

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island-of-streets · 8 months

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I do believe this is the Bolton Strid, but its true location is unknown. Not my photo, so date is unknown as well. Pretty though.

#aesthetics #date unknown #location unknown #the bolton strid #the strid #maybe #idk anymore #pretty landscape #photography

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c-kiddo · 1 year

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7jan2023 redraw of this not-so-good art from 2020 🔥✸

p happy with improvement so thats nice :’-3

[Image ID: A gloomily lit drawing of Astrid and Eadwulf from Critical Role from the chest up. eadwulf is smirking and summoning a flame in one hand while Astrid looks forward with a dead eyed stare and a tear dripping off her chin. Eadwulf is tall and thick with olive skin, buzzed dark brown hair and maze tattoos on his bare forearm. Astrid is short and thin with pale white skin and chin length side shaved dirty blonde hair. End image ID.]

#critical role #critical role fanart #astrid beck #astrid becke #eadwulf grieve #volstrucker #cerberus assembly #cr2 #myart #2023 #... .. ..sans strid.. .. ....... with th glowy eye #described

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plaguedocboi · 10 days

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For years I’ve been trying to figure out how to incorporate a place based on the Bolton Strid into a book but I can’t figure out how because the strid is basically already the worst possible version of what it is. Like it’s easy to make scarier fantasy versions of a lot of creepy bodies of water; you make them bigger, or more dangerous, or incorporate some kind of supernatural quality into them. But what’s left to do with the strid? It’s already terrifying and it’s worse because it exists right here in the real world. And not only that there’s apparently another iteration of it in Australia too. There’s two of them and they’re real and there’s nothing else I can add to make them scarier. Fuck you Bolton Strid and Babinda Boulders

#I fear I will never come up with something as scary as the strid #somewhat insecure about that

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modmad · 25 days

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so im the one who added the strid to that one post and i gotta say i definitely learned about it from your blog so LOL full circle

you were always afraid of the strid, when you learned about it is irrelevant

#the river strid #actually in the top ten irl fears for me

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chai-berries · 25 days

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abby making you cum first on her fingers and then again on her tongue. her moving up to lick into your mouth as she grinds against your thigh, her whimpers echoing into you. you guiding her hips until she has her first climax then move to shove her onto her back, pressing kisses down her neck, chest, stomach, hips, before greeting her sopping center with a light touch that makes her shiver

#if you are reading this — hi 🫵🧡🤍🩷#abby anderson x reader #abby brainrot era #throwing my phone into the strid #🫣🫣🫣🫣🫣🫣🫣🫣#mads’ headcanons

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monumental-darkness · 3 months

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Strid | End of Life

1993

Norway

#old school black metal #depressive black metal #black metal #strid #1990s #albums

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effen-draws · 4 months

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In NO WORLD did I expect the big, beautiful post-apocalyptic, children’s picture book (which took the author fifteen years to make) to end with two of the side characters smoking a BLUNT.

#it so like Strid to do this #my god #this is about #Den Fantastiske Bus #btw #anyways stunning book #I’m lucky to even own a copy rn

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the-broken-pen · 10 months

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The villain stared down at them, eyes not quite cold, but not caring either. Their hands were steady. The hero shook.

“You’re my best friend,” the hero’s voice broke, and it was a plea and a statement and a reminder all at once.

Don’t do this, I love you—

The gun went off.