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Bag End
In a hole in the ground there lived a Hobbit. Not a nasty, dirty, wet hole, filled with the ends of worms and an oozy smell, nor yet a dry, bare, sandy hole with nothing in it to sit down on or to eat: it was a Hobbit-hole, and that means comfort.
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Hurin by ivanalekseich; posted on Pinterest
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Fingolfin’s Wrath by Ted Nasmith
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Glorfindel and the Balrog. Art by Alan Lee
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Strider
Source: TolkienCreations.com
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Gollum
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Mithrandir
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Professor Tolkien in his Study
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Morgoth: The Silmarillion, posted by Algozel on Pinterest
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The Light in Your Heart by LinestyleArtwork
Long before, in the bliss of Valinor, before Melkor was unchained, or lies came between them, Fingon had been close in friendship with Maedhros; and though he knew not yet that Maedhros had not forgotten him at the burning of the ships, the thought of their ancient friendship stung his heart.
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The Children of Hurin
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