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
The…
Smiling squirrel by laryan1
“Yes it certainly is! No I could not! And I was explaining very carefully,” answered the wizard crossly. “If you must know more, his name is Beorn. He is very strong, and he is a skin-changer.”
“What! a furrier, a man that calls rabbits conies, when he doesn’t turn their skins into squirrels?” asked Bilbo.
“Good gracious heavens, no, no, NO, NO!” said Gandalf. “Don’t be a fool Mr. Baggins if you can help it; and in the name of all wonder don’t mention the word furrier again as long as you are within a hundred miles of his house, nor rug, cape, tippet, muff, nor any other such unfortunate word! He is a skin-changer….
– The Hobbit, Chapter 7 Queer Lodgings
Nowhere else could a squirrel be at such ease.
– magicalnaturetour:Smiling squirrel by laryan1“Yes it certainly…
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
– morethanphotography:Stellar’s… by mommam777
Eagles are not…
Fife Moon Rising (EP Edit) (by Christopher Combe Photography)
They came back with viols as big as themselves, and with Thorin’s harp wrapped in a green cloth. It was a beautiful golden harp, and when Thorin struck it the music began all at once, so sudden and sweet that Bilbo forgot everything else, and was swept away into dark lands under strange moons, far over The Water and very far from his hobbit-hole under The Hill.
– The Hobbit, Chapter 1 An Unexpected Party
– magicalnaturetour:Fife Moon Rising (EP Edit) (by Christopher…
“What has it got in its pocketses?” he heard the hiss loud behind him, and the splash as Gollum leapt from his boat.
– The Hobbit, Chapter 5 Riddles In The Dark
A sudden weight smote him and he crashed forward, tearing the backs of his hands that still clasped his master’s. Then he knew what had happened, for above him as he lay he heard a hated voice.
– The Lord of the Rings, Volume Three: The Return of the King, Book Six: The End Of The Third Age, Chapter 3: Mount Doom
– theartofbeingafan:Gollum by daarken“What has it got in its…
Big Four Waterfall (by Lulumière)
“There is the birth of the Running River,” said Thorin. “From here it hastens to the Gate. Let us follow it!”
Out of a dark opening in a wall of rock there issued a boiling water, and it flowed swirling in a narrow channel, carved and made straight and deep by the cunning of ancient hands.
– The Hobbit, Chapter XIII Not At Home
– mystic-revelations:
Big Four Waterfall (by Lulumière)
“There is…
Haunted Babylon…! by AdithetoS
The entrance to the path was like a sort of arch leading into a gloomy tunnel made by two great trees that leant together, too old and strangled with ivy and hung with lichen to bear more than a few blackened leaves.
– The Hobbit, Chapter 8 Flies And Spiders
– morethanphotography:Haunted Babylon…! by AdithetoS
The entrance…
Kannesteinen B&W by toreeideh
The pale peaks of the mountains were coming nearer, moonlit spikes of rock sticking out of black shadows.
– The Hobbit, Chapter 7: Queer Lodgings
– morethanphotography:
Kannesteinen B&W by toreeideh
The pale…
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