Not idly do the leaves of Lorien fall

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loyal dwarf heading back to Erebor

elvish place
In winter here no heart could mourn for summer or for spring. No blemish or sickness or deformity could be seen in anything that grew upon the earth. On the land of Lórien, there was no stain.
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What can men do against such reckless hate?

The Lord of the Rings Meme | four colors (1/4)


Your father loves you, Faramir. He will remember it before the end.

What do we do now?

“War is the province of men, Eowyn.”

“Biblo Baggins. I’m looking for someone to share in an adventure.”