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Still fresh- adding to my Tolkien themed arm with this phial of the light of Eärendil

Done by ShedWolf at the Docks Tattoo Expo in Liverpool

(Most painful place I’ve had a tattoo lmao)

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Security alert: Your orb was pondered from a new location

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Túrin: Beleg if I change my name for the 34th time the demons can't get me right

Beleg: I can fix him, dear Ilúvatar I can do it

The Dark Sword Anglachel: its me boy the ps5 speaking to you in your brain

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I love writing. I LOVE WRITING. THE ART OF ALL ARTS.

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From A letter by J.R.R.Tolkien to Milton Waldman, 1951 (from the Silmarillion):

Elrond symbolises throughout the ancient wisdom, and his House represents Lore - the preservation in reverent memory of all tradition concerning the good, wise, and beautiful. It is not a scene of action, but of reflection. Thus it is a place visited on the way to all deeds, or 'adventures'. It may prove to be on the direct road (as in The Hobbit); but it may be necessary to go from there in a totally unexpected course. So necessarily in The Lord of the Rings, having escaped to Elrond from the imminent pursuit of present evil, the hero departs in a wholly new direction: to go and face it as its source.

Tolkien again proving me wrong: I usually assume authors write their pieces, about characters and places, and then literature analysists look for meaning and symbolisms in there. But no, Tolkien not only had the full backstory and life of that half-Elf, he also was fully aware of what place he has in the narrative foil. Elrond's place must be visited on the way of any adventure, because that's where you can rest, get lore, and decide on the future path.

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The tapestries made by the Aubusson manufacture based on the art of JRR Tolkien are currently exhibited at the Collège des Bernardins in Paris until May. @actual-bill-potts and I went there yesterday, they're so beautiful!!

These are all handmade tapestries, each is based on a Tolkien artwork (the Rivendell one has the facsimile on the right for scale).

Under the cut: group ID and bonus details

ID: 7 photos of the tapestries, which are each about 3m high, located in a 13th century monastery. The first is the map of middle earth, the others are illustrations Tolkien made of his books. The bonus photos below are details of the tapestries.

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my favorite scene in LotR as a kid was when Sam started miserably freestyling in the tower of Cirith Ungol and the only reason he ever found Frodo was because he deliriously tried to join in

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Christopher Tolkien editing History Of Middle Earth, The Silmarillion, JRR Tolkien's Letters, organising his father's notes, and trying to make sense of the random elvish scribbles and doodles on each page:

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I bet elves have invented some extremely specific and frankly unnerving branches of math

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Cate Blanchett as Richard II

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tolkien fans are insufferable because you'll agree to watch the movies with them and then seven hours in they'll say "omg my favourite character is about to appear!" and it's a fucking siege weapon

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happy march of maedhros to those who celebrate

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On that note, I think part of the reason Feanor avoids Tirion is because he physically cannot stand to watch Fingolfin and Finarfin just... Casually having a mother. How dare they walk the streets together when he can't. He doesn't love Miriel less than Fingolfin and Finarfin love Indis, it's not fair that they can just give her jewelry and laugh with her and introduce their children to her. It's bad enough that they have a living mother, do they have to show her off*, really?

* show her off = exist in Feanor's field of vision at a given time

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Silm but these are the swan ships:

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been having a normal one lately (revisiting one of my foundational obsessions, you know how it is) so i made a meme about it

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I am dreading the publication, for it will be impossible not to mind what is said. I have exposed my heart to be shot at.

The Letters of J.R.R. Tolkien, No. 142