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morethanphotography:RiverOfLight II by wmoritzer At the head of…

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RiverOfLight II by wmoritzer


At the head of the glen a torrent flowed like a white lace over an endless ladder of short falls, and a mist of foam hung in the air about the mountains’ feet.

‘Yonder is the Dimrill Stair,’ said Aragorn, pointing to the falls.
– The Lord of the Rings, Volume Two: The Two Towers, Book Three: The Treason Of Isengard, Chapter 6 Lothlórien

morethanphotography:RiverOfLight II by wmoritzer

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morethanphotography:Static Sphere by DigitalArtPhotography It…

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Static Sphere by DigitalArtPhotography

It is said that the towers of Emyn Beraid were not built indeed by the Exiles of Númenor, but were raised by Gilgalad for Elendil, his friend; and the Seeing Stone of Emyn Beraid was set in Elostirion, the tallest of the towers. Thither Elendil would repair, and thence he would gaze out over the sundering seas, when the yearning of exile was upon him; and it is believed that thus he would at whiles see far away even the Tower of Avallónë upon Eressëa, where the Master-stone abode, and yet abides. These stones were gifts of the Eldar to Amandil, father of Elendil, for the comfort of the Faithful of Númenor in their dark days, when the Elves might come no longer to that land under the shadow of Sauron. They were called the Palantíri, those that watch from afar; but all those that were brought to Middle-earth long ago were lost.
– The Silmarillion, Akallabêth

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morethanphotography:fumée de mer – Sea smoke by ylacaille The…

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fumée de mer – Sea smoke by ylacaille

The sun was still close to the eastern edge of things. The morning was cool, and mists were in the valleys and hollows and twined here and there about the peaks and pinnacles of the hills.
– The Hobbit, Chapter 7 Queer Lodgings

morethanphotography:fumée de mer – Sea smoke by ylacaille

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morethanphotography:Archipelago by borisss1982 It is probable…

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Archipelago by borisss1982

It is probable that the craft of building, as many other crafts beside, was derived from the Dúnedain. But the Hobbits may have learned it direct from the Elves, the teachers of Men in their youth. For the Elves of the High Kindred had not yet forsaken Middle-earth, and they dwelt still at that time at the Grey Havens away to the west, and in other places within reach of the Shire. Three Elf-towers of immemorial age were still to be seen on the Tower Hills beyond the western marches. They shone far off in the moonlight. The tallest was furthest away, standing alone upon a green mound.
– The Lord of the Rings, Prologue

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morethanphotography:Stellar’s… by mommam777 Eagles are not…

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Stellar’s… by mommam777

Eagles are not kindly birds. Some are cowardly and cruel. But the ancient race of the northern mountains were the greatest of all birds; they were proud and strong and noble-hearted.
– The Hobbit, Chapter 6 Out Of The Frying-Pan Into The Fire

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morethanphotography:Aries pool by JakeAnderson Suddenly the…

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Aries pool by JakeAnderson

Suddenly the cliff fell away. The shores sank. The trees ended. Then Bilbo saw a sight:
The lands opened wide about him, filled with the waters of the river which broke up and wandered in a hundred winding courses, or halted in marshes and pools dotted with isles on every side; but still a strong water flowed on steadily through the midst.

– The Hobbit Chapter 10 A Warm Welcome

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morethanphotography:Unicorn Country by tvurk … it…

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Unicorn Country by tvurk

… it chanced on a time that he came alone to the starlit wood of Nan Elmoth, and there suddenly he heard the song of nightingales. Then an enchantment fell on him, and he stood still; and afar off beyond the voices of the lómelindi he heard the voice of Melian, and it filled all his
heart with wonder and desire. He forgot then utterly all his people and all the purposes of his mind, and following the birds under the shadow of the trees he passed deep into Nan Elmoth and was lost. But he came at last to a glade open to the stars…

– The Silmarillion, Quenta Silmarillion Chapter IV Of Thingol and Melian

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morethanphotography:Hope by Alcol75 As they prepared for sleep…

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Hope by Alcol75

As they prepared for sleep in the inn at Bree, darkness lay on Buckland; a mist strayed in the dells and along the river-bank. The house at Crickhollow stood silent. Fatty Bolger opened the door cautiously and peered out. A feeling of fear had been growing on him all day, and he was unable to rest or go to bed: there was a brooding threat in the breathless night-air. As he stared out into the gloom, a black shadow moved under the trees…
– The Lord of the Rings, Volume One: The Fellowship of the Ring, Book One: The Ring Sets Out, Chapter 11: A Knife in the Dark

morethanphotography:Hope by Alcol75

As they prepared for sleep…