And follow the light
Reblogged from valerieparker
Here was one with an air of high nobility such as Aragorn at times revealed, less high perhaps, yet also less incalculable and remote: one of the Kings of Men born into a later time, but touched with the wisdom and sadness of the Eldar Race. He knew now why Beregond spoke his name with love. He was a captain that men would follow, that he would follow, even under the shadow of the black wings.
MY ARSEHOLE FLATMATES HAVEN’T PAID THE INTERNET BILL AGAIN
It might come as a surprise to them that the Internet does not work unless you pay the bill…
Reblogged from outlandered
"They should have been ridiculous, and perhaps they were, parading in circles on top of a hill. But the hair on the back of my neck prickled at the sight and some small voice inside warned me, I wasn’t supposed to be here. I was an unwelcome voyeur to something ancient and powerful."