Nearly two thousands, but when it comes to some my asks or i open requests or anything else - it’s usually silence
Why do you wtiting from anon? You can write me from your account and we can speak privately
Some people are so talented, some loved on some other reasons (may be i just don’t understand why, but that doesn’t matter)
And then there is me, not talented, not good at talking. Tumblr is just another part of my life, where i most time invisible. In this point of view - i’m much better at tumblr when in reality. But i still feel myself so uncomfortable everywhere, even at my house. I even can’t use word “home”.
But wandering in the summer in the woods of Neldoreth he came upon Lúthien, daughter of Thingol and Melian, at a time of evening under moonrise, as she danced upon the unfading grass in the glades beside Esgalduin. Then all memory of his pain departed from him, and he fell into an enchantment; for Lúthien was the most beautiful of all the Children of Ilúvatar. Blue was her raiment as the unclouded heaven, but her eyes were grey as the starlit evening; her mantle was sewn with golden flowers, but her hair was dark as the shadows of twilight. As the light upon the leaves of trees, as the voice of clear waters, as the stars above the mists of the world, such was her glory and her loveliness; and in her face was a shining light.
it’s sad when you realize you aren’t as important to someone as you thought you were.
Middle-Earth history meme » 3/3 Ainur
Namo the elder dwells in Mandos, which is westward in Valinor. He is the keeper of the Houses of the Dead, and the summoner of the spirits of the slain. He forgets nothing; and he knows all things that shall be, save only those that lie still in the freedom of Iluvatar. He is the Doomsman of the Valar; but he pronounces his dooms and his Judgements only at the bidding of Manwё.