He was the storm, the furious might of the freezing blizzard that could douse flame or stir up the sea. Yet he checked his fury and was gentle until he could no longer be so.
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THE TWO TOWERS
2002 | PETER JACKSON
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Nielindë, child of Maglor and Liltanel
“Liltanel the wife of Maglor remained behind during the Exile, for in those days she was due to give birth, and her husband wished not for her to risk the perils of the passage to Beleriand, but to go forth to his mother’s house, and raise the babe there, till the war was won and Morgoth cast down, so certain he was of the righteousness of his Oath then. Yet it was after blood was shed at the docks of Alqualondë, when the mournful dirges rose up into the air anew so that even those in Tirion could hear them, that Liltanel felt the first stirrings of birth, and in the darkness after the Trees and before the Sun and Moon, she brought forth a child.
Menelómë was their mother-name, ‘dark-skies’, for the hour of their birth; on behalf of Maglor, their grandmother, Nerdanel, gifted them the father-name of Nielindë, or mourning-song. When they came of age, to Nessa’s service did Nielindë make their pledge, and was known in the company of the Valië’s devotees as Laurtalaitë, golden-footed one. They were of like aspect with their father, and like mood with their mother, being spirited and willful, but where Liltanel turned her heart towards healing the hurts between the Falmari and the Noldor, Nielindë desired instead to defy the Valar themselves and bring their father home against the words of the Doom.
And so to Beleriand they sailed in the Valar’s host, volunteering as a scout, and many fell creatures in service of Morgoth fell before their blade. There did Nielindë rise in ranks till the Herald of the Valar, Eönwë himself, took them into his service as a guardsman of his camp, protecting the people and spoils that lay within.
Naught else is there written of Nielindë of the House of Maglor.”
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the line of elros ❖ stewards of gondor ❖ headcanon disclaimer
Morwen was the sister of Steward Orodreth and the grandmother of Steward Egalmoth. She was a sculptor, close friends with her law-sister Beleth, and through Beleth’s affiliation with the artists of Minas Tirith she met the jewelsmith Dammoron. Though her father Belecthor I at first disapproved of Dammoron courting his daughter, the two were eventually wed in a grand and happy ceremony.
Dammoron and Morwen had but one child, who from an early age expressed her true nature as a girl rather than the boy she had been mistaken for at birth. Though at that time Gondor was strict in its adherence to gender roles, Morwen and Dammoron supported their daughter, who chose the name Adanel after the wise-woman of ancient times. When Minas Tirith grew too suffocating, they removed to Lossarnach where Adanel was free to be herself without the expectations placed upon her by those who had known her since birth.
Adanel grew in wisdom and courage, and soon was wed to her sweetheart Faeleth, a woman of Lossarnach. When it became clear that Steward Ecthelion I would take no wife of his own, he reached out to his cousin Adanel and they began a friendship through letters.
Like Adanel, Ecthelion felt trapped in the expectations placed upon him in Minas Tirith, but unlike her could not flee for he was the Steward’s heir. Adanel commiserated with him, and when Faeleth bore her a son, Egalmoth, she promised that she would raise him to become Ecthelion’s heir so that he need not worry about finding a wife he could not love.
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“Then Caranthir looked kindly upon Men and did Haleth great honour; and he offered her recompense for her father and brother. And seeing, over late, what valour there was in the Edain, he said to her: ‘If you will remove and dwell further north, there you shall have the friendship and protection of the Eldar, and free lands of your own.’”
The Silmarillion: Of the Coming of Men into the West
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Dwarves in barrels
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✭ The Valier [2/7] ✭ Varda Elentári.
Too great is her beauty to be declared in the words of Men or of Elves; for the light of Ilúvatar lives still in her face.
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I think a servant of the enemy would look fairer and feel fouler.
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Ae ú-esteliach nad, estelio han, estelio ammen.
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—we do not have forever.
—no. but we have now.
@aspecardaweek [7/7] freeform → ALLOACE RUSSINGON
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Ossë is a vassal of Ulmo, and he is master of the seas that wash the shores of Middle-earth. He does not go in the deeps, but loves the coasts and the isles; for in storm he delights, and laughs amid the roaring of the waves. His spouse is Uinen, the Lady of the Seas, whose hair lies spread through all waters under sky. All creatures she loves that live in the salt streams, and all weeds that grow there; to her mariners cry, for she can lay calm upon the waves, restraining the wildness of Ossë.
The Silmarillion, "Valaquenta: Of the Maiar"
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Tolkien characters + Latin: Faramir
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Aplatonic Legolas moodboard for @aspecardaweek day 3 - across the a-spectrum!
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@aspecardaweek [6/7] intersectionality (aroace) → CÍRDAN THE SHIPWRIGHT
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Random Legolas Greenleaf moments: 51/?
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On two chairs beneath the bole of the tree and canopied by a living bough there sat, side by side, Celeborn and Galadriel. They stood up to greet their guests, after the manner of Elves, even those who were accounted mighty kings. Very tall they were, and the Lady no less tall than the Lord; and they were grave and beautiful. They were clad wholly in white; and the hair of the Lady was of deep gold, and the hair of the Lord Celeborn was of silver long and bright; but no sign of age was upon them, unless it were in the depths of their eyes; for these were keen as lances in the starlight, and yet profound, the wells of deep memory
a small present for @cantusf, my favorite elf
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