𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝑅𝒾𝓃𝑔𝒷𝑒𝒶𝓇𝑒𝓇 ( ᵃᵉˢˑ ⁰¹ )
frodo glanced at all the faces, but they were not turned to him. all the council sat with downcast eyes, as if in deep thought. a great dread fell on him, as if he was awaiting the pronouncement of some doom that he had long foreseen and vainly hoped might after all never be spoken. an overwhelming longing to rest and remain at peace by bilbo’s side in rivendell filled all his heart. at last with an effort he spoke, and wondered to hear his own words, as if some other will was using his small voice.
“I will take the Ring", he said, “though I do not know the way.”
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And many indeed saw them and the light that shone about them as they came down from the walls and went hand in hand to the Houses of Healing

bb-8:
I wanted to celebrate hitting 2K followers (and I haven’t done these since I hit 2K on my last blog so I figured it was about time I do some again)! 💙
rules:
- you don’t have to be following me, but it would be nice!
- reblog this post (likes are for bookmarking only)
- last day to enter is monday, august 13th at 23:59 EST
- i will post them in groups of 6 (mutuals bolded, favourites italicised)
- i will start posting lists friday, august 10th
- will be tagging these as ‘cody does promos’ if you want to blacklist!
bi culture is:
- leather jackets
- finger guns
- bad puns
- milkshakes
Elenwë was a Vanyarin Elf, the wife of Turgon and the mother of Idril, to whom she passed on the golden hair of her kindred. She died during the crossing of Helcaraxë, while Turgon almost perished himself trying to save her.

















































