Nahar; Steed of Orome
White in the sun, and shining silver at night 1 - the sleeping earth trembled at the beat of his golden hooves 2 - the fire that was stricken from the hooves of Nahar was the first light that returned to Valinor 3
J.R.R. Tolkien; The Silmarillion, "Valaquenta: Of the Valar"
J.R.R. Tolkien; The Silmarillion, "of the Beginning of Days”
J.J.R. Tolkien; The Silmarillion, "Quenta Silmarillion: Of the Darkening of Valinor"
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You died. You died in a horrible blast of fire and pain, and sunk into the ocean. But you're not dead, really. Because you woke up, burned, mangled, a fragment of what you once were, only able to remember bits and pieces of who you were before. Only able to remember the bonds you had in your life, not any of the context of them.
And you see your friend. You remember her name, you have remnants in your mind of grand adventures and quiet nights, but she seems off. Disjointed. She looks to you with a sharp gaze, one that seems alien in her eyes, and makes an attack.
Because she is also a fragment of who she was, a shell being puppeteer'd, but she remembers Everything.
She remembers her hometown, your adventures, your deep bond of friendship, how you have both nearly died for each other.
And she remembers the two of you on a boat loaded with black powder, with a fireball in your hand.
She doesn't remember the fact that you haven't used any fire magic in going on six years, or that you were unconscious when that other person cast that spell.
She only remembers that it was your fault.
And who are you to say that it wasn't?
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You should really really write lestappen fanfic! Do it for the girlies
I'M SOO SOOO TEMPTED LIKE UHGIGJFUFJ
they're literally eating away my brain I cannot stop thinking about them????
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My mother said, "Never trust old people."
A warning I didn't heed today.
Now look at me! I have a dent in my head
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me: hmm... i got this great idea for a fic... might as well write a little bit!
me, 2 hours and 1.2k words later: dear god
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The world exists in such a baffling state of simultaneous sex-aversion and sex-hegemony. Every social platform on the internet is trying to banish sex workers to the shadow realm but I can't post a tweet without at least two bots replying P U S S Y I N B I O. People are self-censoring sex to seggs and $3× but every other ad you see is still filled with half-naked women. Rightwingers want queer people arrested for so much as existing in the same postal code as a child and are also drumming up a moral panic about how teenage boys aren't getting laid enough. I feel like I'm losing my mind.
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actually the best ship dynamic is i would kill for you. i would kill anyone who layed a hand on you. please let me kill for you. please let me show my devotion by dirtying my hands, it's the only way i know how. let me destroy anything that hurts you. i've hurt you too. i'm destroying myself.
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i found a baby picture of my cat please please look at him i'm begging you
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