elfsroot:

The Hobbit: The Desolation Of Smaug 

Chapter Fourteen - Feast Of Starlight

elvenking:

In a great hall with pillars hewn out of the living stone sat the Elvenking on a chair of carven wood. On his head was a crown of berries and red leaves, for the autumn was come again. In the spring he wore a crown of woodland flowers. In his hand he held a carven staff of oak.

hawxkeye:

I am old now, Frodo. I’m not the same hobbit I once was.

rcn-weasley:

Such is the nature of evil. Out there in the vast ignorance of the world, it festers and spreads. A shadow that grows in the dark. A sleepless malice as black as the oncoming wall of night. So it ever was, so it always be. In time all foul things come forth.

lokidlaufeyson:

…for even the very wise cannot see all ends.

ereborkings:

Middle-Earth Meme: [1/5] locations ► Erebor

ravcnsclaw:

#the real favorite is all five (insp)

ohminastirith:

We know what we are, but we know not what we may be.

tothless:

I'm going on an adventure

ganseyblues:

you were born to the rolling hills and little rivers of the shire,

                    but home is now behind you; the  w o r l d  is ahead .