For none now live who remember it.
It began with the forging of the Great Rings. Three were given to the Elves, immortal, wisest and fairest of all beings. Seven to the Dwarf lords, great miners and craftsmen of the mountain halls. And nine, nine rings were gifted to the race of men, who, above all else, desire power. But they were, all of them, deceived, for another Ring was made. In the land of Mordor, in the fires of Mount Doom, the Dark Lord Sauron forged in secret a master Ring, to control all others. And into this Ring he poured his cruelty, his malice and his will to dominate all life. One Ring to rule them all.
Bought all the #Outlander books!
Jamie Fraser in season one, episode two → “Castle Leoch”
요즘 내 모습 | Yoon Do Hyun feat. Tablo & K.will
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Birthday: 3 August 1989
Sexuality: Straight mostly
Height: 164 cm
Time zone: New Zealand … GMT+12?
What time and date is it there: 7:26 pm, Thursday 28 August
Average hours of sleep I get each night: Eight?
OTPs: Hmmm… Sherlock/John?
The last thing I Googled was: Jason Momoa
First word that comes to mind: Spinach. Huh.
What I last said to a family member: ”Sounds good.”
One place that makes me happy and why: The history section of a library, especially a big one, because there’s so much just sitting there waiting to be understood.
How many blankets I sleep under: Three. One is extra snuggly.
Favourite beverage: Apple and rhubarb tea … or hot chocolate.
The last movie I watched in the cinema was: Dawn of the Planet of the Apes. Much crying.
Three things I can’t live without: Music, personal space and people I love.
Something I plan on learning: How to touch-type properly.
A piece of advice for all my followers: Be kinder than you think you need to be.
You have to listen to this song: AKMU - 얼음들 (Melted)
My blog(s): Just this one and footnoteswithinfootnotes for bookish stuff.
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"A few years ago, I got a call on my cell phone from a twelve year old child from my village. He was calling me from a bus stop. He’d taken a bus into the city alone, and he was calling me to ask if I could help him find a way to go to school. Both of his parents had died of AIDS, and he had no money for tuition. I told him to stay where he was, and left work immediately to pick him up. At first I was very mad at him. He should not have travelled alone. But then I looked at him and I saw myself. I’d also been desperate to go to school after my father was killed, but we had no money. So even though I was suffering myself, I told him I would try to help him. My salary was not enough, so I tried many things to get the money. After work, I went to the landfill to hunt for recyclables. But after I paid to have them cleaned, there was no money left. Now I’m trying to make bricks. I have a small operation in the village to make bricks, and I sell them in the city. It doesn’t make much money, but it’s enough to pay tuition for the boy and three of his siblings.”
Self portrait of Tracy Caldwell Dyson in the Cupola module of the International Space Station observing the Earth below during Expedition 24. PhotoTracy Caldwell Dyson/NASA
Broods - Mother & Father
I don’t want to wake up lonely
I don’t want to just be fine
Almost a thousand people in West Africa die from ebola and nobody bats an eyelash, yet 2 white people in the US contract it and miraculously a cure is released and given to them because they’re an “extreme circumstance.” Satire is dead and real life is a dystopian hellscape