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*curls up in a ball ready to die* awe poor baby :'( I wish I could hug him...can my parents adopt him??!!! He's so cute and I think my heart just broke x

*curls up in a ball ready to die* awe poor baby :'( I wish I could hug him...can my parents adopt him??!!! He's so cute and I think my heart just broke x

Farewell Pro * Space Edition *Free Font! on Behance

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Maedhros!!! <<< Some people might say I pin too much Maedhros.... These people have no souls and should be avoided.

Maedhros!!! <<< Some people might say I pin too much Maedhros.... These people have no souls and should be avoided.

Maedhros

Maedhros

Celegorm and Curufin in Nargothrond... "Thus Curufin when his brother ceased did then begin more to impress upon their minds; and such a spell he on them binds that never again till Turin's day would [Elf] of Narog in array of open battle go to war. Then Celegorm would no more say and Curufin smiled and turned away." Lay of Leithian Canto VI, HoME

Celegorm and Curufin in Nargothrond... "Thus Curufin when his brother ceased did then begin more to impress upon their minds; and such a spell he on them binds that never again till Turin's day would [Elf] of Narog in array of open battle go to war. Then Celegorm would no more say and Curufin smiled and turned away." Lay of Leithian Canto VI, HoME

Then Celegorm arose amid the throng, and drawing his sword he cried: ‘Be he friend or foe, whether demon of Morgoth, of Elf, or child of Men, or any other living thing in Arda, neither law, nor love, nor league of hell, nor might of the Valar, nor any power of wizardry, shall defend him from the pursuing hate of Fëanor’s sons, if he take or find a Silmaril and keep it. For the Silmarils we alone claim, until the world ends.’

Then Celegorm arose amid the throng, and drawing his sword he cried: ‘Be he friend or foe, whether demon of Morgoth, of Elf, or child of Men, or any other living thing in Arda, neither law, nor love, nor league of hell, nor might of the Valar, nor any power of wizardry, shall defend him from the pursuing hate of Fëanor’s sons, if he take or find a Silmaril and keep it. For the Silmarils we alone claim, until the world ends.’

Caranthir 2/2: "But Caranthir, who loved not the sons of Finarfin, and was the harshest of the brothers and the most quick to anger, cried aloud: ‘Yea more! Let not the sons of Finarfin run hither and thither with their tales to this Dark Elf in his caves! Who made them our spokesmen to deal with him? And though they be come indeed to Beleriand, let them not so swiftly forget that their father is a lord of the Noldor, though their mother be of other kin.’

Caranthir 2/2: "But Caranthir, who loved not the sons of Finarfin, and was the harshest of the brothers and the most quick to anger, cried aloud: ‘Yea more! Let not the sons of Finarfin run hither and thither with their tales to this Dark Elf in his caves! Who made them our spokesmen to deal with him? And though they be come indeed to Beleriand, let them not so swiftly forget that their father is a lord of the Noldor, though their mother be of other kin.’

Maglor, second son of Fëanor and Nerdanel

Maglor, second son of Fëanor and Nerdanel

THE SILMARILLION FANCAST miles mcmillan as curufin  “And after Celegorm Curufin spoke, more softly but with no less power, conjuring in the minds of the Elves a vision of war and the ruin of Nargothrond. So great a fear did he set in their hearts that never after until the time of Túrin would any Elf of that realm go into open battle; but with stealth and ambush, with wizardry and venomed dart, they pursued all strangers, forgetting the bonds of kinship...”

THE SILMARILLION FANCAST miles mcmillan as curufin “And after Celegorm Curufin spoke, more softly but with no less power, conjuring in the minds of the Elves a vision of war and the ruin of Nargothrond. So great a fear did he set in their hearts that never after until the time of Túrin would any Elf of that realm go into open battle; but with stealth and ambush, with wizardry and venomed dart, they pursued all strangers, forgetting the bonds of kinship...”

Young Maedhros and Maglor by h-muroto.deviantart.com on @DeviantArt

Young Maedhros and Maglor by h-muroto.deviantart.com on @DeviantArt