And she answered: “All your words are but to say: you are a woman, and your part is in the house. But when the men have died in battle and honour, you have leave to be burned in the house, for the men will need it no more. But I am of the House of Eorl and not a serving-woman. I can ride and wield blade, and I do not fear either pain or death.”- Éowyn, The Lord of the Rings.

dramatisecho:

no / I / in / team

He goes where no one has gone
But always a hero comes home

haw·thorn [haw-thawrn] noun

The Hawthorn is a prickly sort of plant with beautiful blossoms. Called Huath by the ancient Celts, and pronounced Hoh-uh, the Hawthorn month is a time of fertility, masculine energy, and fire.

The wandmaker Gregorovitch wrote that hawthorn ‘makes a strange, contradictory wand, as full of paradoxes as the tree that gave it birth, whose leaves and blossoms heal, and yet whose cut branches smell of death.’ While he and Garrick Ollivander disagreed on many fronts, they concurred about hawthorn wands, which are complex and intriguing in their natures, just like the owners who best suit them.

tolkiendili:

La hermosa princesa elfa Luthien Tinuviel.

CAYLO
LARA|17|BRAZIL
Hi!
Someday I'll be Haleth and have lots of dragons.

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saudade: a nostalgic longing to be near again to something or someone that is distant, or that has been loved and then lost; "the love that remains"
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