Love beneath the trees

Thingol and Melian meet in the woods of Nan Elmoth

‘No word she spoke but being filled with love Elwë came to her and took her hand; and straightaway a spell was laid on him, so that they stood thus, hand in hand, while long years were measured by the wheeling stars above them; and the trees of Nan Elmoth grew tall and dark ere they spoke any word to one another.’

JRR Tolkien: The Silmarillion Chapter 4: Of Thingol and Melian

Beren and Luthien meet in the woods of Doriath. 

Again she fled, but swift he came.
Tinuviel! Tinuviel!
He called her by her elvish name;
And there she halted listening.
One moment stood she, and a spell
His voice laid on her: Beren came,
And doom fell on Tinuviel
That in his arms lay glistening.

As Beren looked into her eyes
Within the shadows of her hair,
The trembling starlight of the skies
He saw there mirrored shimmering.
Tinuviel the elven-fair,
Immortal maiden elven-wise,
About him cast her shadowy hair
And arms like silver glimmering.

“Lay of Leithian” by J.R.R Tolkien

Ink and colored pencils 

RP Snippet: You Don’t Know

Lady Sedrana Crimsonrose arched a red eyebrow at Aranya. “Hmmm… So, you would indeed trust your life to a pirate,” she said.

Her tone made the hairs on the back of Aranya’s neck bristle.

The redheaded lady continued, “One whose entirety is based off of… less than noble biddings. One whose loyalty would go to the highest bidder?” The arcanist could practically hear the smirk behind the noblewoman’s mask. “Quite the risk taker.”

The embers of Aranya’s eyes flashed hot.

Risk taker?

This woman didn’t know a damn thing about Aranya, about her past and what things she had done, what she was still capable of. She didn’t know what Halenvar knew of her true nature. She didn’t understand as Blaque, Celestine, Dyna or Colpeia did, how far she could go.

And she sure as fel didn’t know what she was talking about.

Aranya turned and shot Sedrana a sharp look. “You have no idea what Kurel’s loyalty towards me or estimation of me is,” she growled. “You don’t know what he’s done, or what assurances he’s made me, in his way.”

The ivory scarab - his scarab - Kurel’s gift to her, still nestled hidden in the phoenix-mage’s boot cuff, reminding her of everything it meant; of how the Tanari captain had finally gained her trust - unasked, unbargained for - because he had shown her in his own way, he deserved it.

“And yes, I’d trust him with my life,” snarled Aranya. “Because I know that if he didn’t save it, he’d tear apart anyone guilty of taking it.”

Aranya’s glare could have burned a hole in the other woman’s head… But at length, she composed herself, taking a deep, calming breath.

The dark-haired arcanist’s final words to the ginger lady on the matter were spoken in a low, edged tone, “Sound good enough for you?”

@kurel-andiel (don’t know if Sedrana’s on tumblr, but she’s awesome <3, y’all don’t be fooled by the heated words, these two are great). Minor mentions to @halenvar @mrblaque @wolf-queen @beamgully @grandynetheroshan

Lay down
Your sweet and weary head
Night is falling
You have come to journey’s end
Sleep now
And dream of the ones who came before
They are calling
From across the distant shore

Why do you weep?
What are these tears upon your face?
Soon you will see
All of your fears will pass away
Safe in my arms
You’re only sleeping

What can you see
On the horizon
Why do the white gulls call
Across the sea
A pale moon rises
The ships have come to carry you home

nostalgic throwback to last summer where I spend some time with my elven sister and was walking along the beach in my Arwen dress.

The sea always makes me sad and happy at the same time. quite a strange elvish notion I know, especially since I come from a valley next to the mountains… still can’t ignore the calling of the sea…

Photography: @darlingelves

Arwen: me

Hero of Kvatch, my one-eyed dunmer girl Vala.

Born and raised in the Imperial City, Vala always dreamed about joining the Arcane University. She jumped at the opportunity to help the emperor and gain access to the Mages Guild, never imagining that she would find herself fighting against forces that would destroy the world.