meet me in the morning light
meet me in the sky tonight


Middle-earth history meme {1/3} elves -  Eärendil

And over Middle-earth he passed
and heard at last the weeping sore
of women and of elven-maids
in Elder Days, in years of yore.
But on him mighty doom was laid,
till Moon should fade, an orbéd star
to pass, and tarry never more
on Hither Shores where mortals are;
for ever still a herald on
an errand that should never rest
to bear his shining lamp afar,
the Flammifer of Westernesse

Elwing and Earendil as childhood sweethearts is so important.

“We’ve all started to put down the virtues of the other factions in the process of bolstering our own. I don’t want to do that. I want to be brave, and selfless, and smart, and kind, and honest.” He clears his throat. “I continually struggle with kindness.”

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But when I do I feel all the strength go out of me, and I fall to my knees beside the table and I think I cry, then, or at least I want to, and everything inside me screams for just one more kiss, one more word, one more glance, one more.

if u wanna elaborate, i’ve just made popcorn

Haha awww. I am drinking iced coffee because it’s got to be at least 17 degrees outside. ♥spring♥

It’s not very scientific or defensible at all, mostly a vague happy headcanon, I really love a) how deliberately the names are chosen so that each one of them links back to their heritage as peredhel in some way and b) the ways in which a number of the names point forward and are ‘fulfilled’.

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i also get very emotional about naming trends in luthien’s line and how they function as both callbacks and as prophecies

so we all know daeron was at one point luthien’s brother

BUT did you know that at one point elwing had only one brother named auredhir who sort of got abandoned by tolkien at some point

au where daeron really is luthien’s brother and auredhir really is elwing’s but they’re both so pathetic compared to their sisters that their fathers just sort of shuffle them away like ‘haha, yeah, i did have a son he’s just…um, he just prefers living in trees, and like, playing the flute. and not ever coming to court. ever. yeah.

have you met my daughter tho she’s swell.”


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