frodo-sam:

And he looked at the slain, recalling their names. Then suddenly he beheld his sister Éowyn as she lay, and he knew her. He stood a moment as a man who is pierced in the midst of a cry by an arrow through the heart; and then his face went deathly white; and a cold fury rose in him, so that all speech failed him for a while. A fey mood took him.


‘Éowyn, Éowyn!’ he cried at last: ‘Éowyn, how come you here? What madness or devilry is this? Death, death, death! Death take us all!’ . The Return of the King, J. R. R. Tolkien.

twistedingenue:

vampireapologist:

@ adults who grew up in the age of “don’t even give out your first name online” what was ur fake name growing up online

I went by Snowfall on neopets for six years.

oh, honey. my usernames are like epochs of my online life.

uhhh well I’ve been herdivineshadow for about twenty years now…

trusttnno1:

You know, when I was a kid I had this ritual. I’d close my eyes before I walked into my room. Because I thought that one day when I opened them my sister would be there. Just lying in bed. Like nothing ever happened. You know I’m still walking into that room. Every day of my life.