moodboard → manwë súlimo
moodboard → manwë súlimo
★ Beren & Luthien [Space AU]
And in the glade a light was seen / Of S T A R S in shadow shimmering.
Tinuviel was dancing there / To music of a pipe unseen,
And light of S T A R S was in her hair, / And in her raiment glimmering.
SHE RAN OUT IN THE WOODS ; mithrellas and nimrodel, their bitter parting and eventual reunion
Mithrellas leaves her, she leaves her in the woods, she leaves with her taste on Nimrodel’s lips and what once were her shouts echoing in the silence.
There is no such thing as the peace that prince promises you, Mithrellas told her. And if there is, it is a place without our forests without our trees without our people without our language do you truly want to go there—
(I don’t want you to)
And the woods— Mithrellas leaves Nimrodel in the woods, in the twilight, and there is magick here, an ancient magick, like Lindórinand before the Sindar came with their grey horses and grey cloaks and their gods beyond the sea you have not seen or care to see. They— the outsiders— they thought they could tame the woods, and they did, (they smothered them) and what Nimrodel and Mithrellas called Lindórinand is now Lórien. It is gone.
(and Mithrellas is too)
i. maggie rogers – color song | ii. daughter – the woods | iii. syml – where’s my love | iv. taylor swift ft. gary lightbody – the last time | v. james vincent mcmorrow – and if my heart should somehow stop | vi. the national – don’t swallow the cap | vii. lord huron – meet me in the woods | viii. benjamin francis leftwich – box of stones
Now Beren and Lúthien Tinúviel were free again and together walked through the woods renewing for a time their joy; and though winter came it hurt them not, for flowers lingered where Lúthien went, and the birds sang beneath the snowclad hills.
the silmarillion; by j. r. r. tolkien
“All have their worth and each contributes to the worth of the others.”
Melian the Maia
Nightingales went always with her, and she taught them their song; and she loved the deep shadows of the great trees.
moodboard: eärwen, swan-maiden of alqualondë
Alone of the princes of the Noldor those of Finarfin’s house were
suffered to pass within the confines of Doriath; for they could claim close
kinship with King Thingol himself, since their mother was Eärwen of
Alqualondë, Olwë’s daughter.
moodboard → Aredhel Ar-Feiniel
“She was younger in the years of the Eldar than her brothers; and when she was grown to full stature and beauty she was tall and strong, and loved much to ride and hunt in the forests… Ar-Feiniel she was called, the White Lady of the Noldor, for she was pale, though her hair was dark, and she was never arrayed but in silver and white.”
Happy Birthday Sari! ♥
Their sister was A r e d h e l the White. She was younger in the years of the Eldar than her brothers; and when she was grown to full stature and beauty she was tall and strong, and loved much to ride and hunt in the forests.
Happy Birthday Sari!!!