neutrophilic

part of van gogh's starry night



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    "How do I become a bird again?" she asks.

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    12 Oct 2020

  2. Public Bookmark 6

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    Írissë set aside her knife, and lifted her sticky, freezing hands to her face.
    “How,” she demanded of him, fierce in the rough quiet of the words, “are you not angry?”
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    Of necessity, grief, and the usefulness of anger on the Helcaraxë.
    Finwëan Ladies Week: Day 3

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    12 Oct 2020

  3. Public Bookmark 99

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    Legolas blinks up into the sunlight. "It has been some time since we were strangers," he says, as thought he is only just realising this. "Just this morning you called me your friend."

    "I did, and I will not recant it unless given a good reason."

    "Good," Legolas says, with a startling fierceness. "Good. And— you are my friend, too."

    "Poor fool of an Elf, you've gone and done it," Gimli says, and it's light-hearted but he means it. "No getting rid of me now."

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    27 Sep 2020

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    aragorn's been third-wheeling in silence this whole time it just wasn't mentioned because it wasn't relevant to harry's journey

  4. Public Bookmark 33

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    "Cytise knows exactly what the elf is."

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    26 Sep 2020

  5. Public Bookmark 30

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    “Sauron held up a mirror,” Finrod says. “Clear as Aeluin! I had all my bonds broken for me before I entered his halls. Blood was not bond enough, nor fealty; friendship died in the frost, and oaths-- I am a free elf at last, not countryman, not king, not son, not husband, not brother. No aid to the Beorings, at the last. No true friend to you.” There, in the darkness; the low sound, the wolf’s breath. “Only the last bond is left, that keeps me in my skin…”

    “And the manacles stapling you to the wall,” Andreth says, dry, and the walls of Tol-in-Gaurhoth vanish. Finrod is left blinking, hard, against the sudden accession of light.

    “Actually,” he says, “only one is attached to the wall.”

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    12 Sep 2020