Reminded of the Enchanted Stream, circa Greenwood the Great instead. I can see a certain king-in-waiting just lounging that beautiful being of his on the far bank, as a quiet day wear away. Right on the edge of the sunbeam. Yeah, a little corner Thranduil called his own, for a little while.
Second and final landscape cross-post/reblog, like the patagonian rhapsody reminiscent of sunset on the edge of Mithlond.
After this, any middle-earth imagery post (wordpress tag, tumblr tag) should only be seen once on this tumblr. Thank goodness I started small (and late) on this.
Mirkwood was truly a scary, forbidding, creepy, gloomy place with huge trees and super dense foliage needing serious trimming above, while strange unknown critters nosed about in the undergrowth and thick leave piles. There were black squirrels abound too. Cobwebs seemed copious and super-strength industrial grade. Air quality was nothing to shout about either depressing even the Dwarves with its stuffy stillness.