Reuploaded.
To the Sea, to the Sea! The white gulls are crying,
The wind is blowing, and the white foam is flying.
West, west away, the round sun is falling.
Grey ship, grey ship, do you hear them calling,
The voices of my people that have gone before me?
I will leave, I will leave the woods that bore me;
For our days are ending and our years failing.
I will pass the wide waters lonely sailing.
Long are the waves on the Last Shore falling,
Sweet are the voices in the Lost Isle calling,
In Eressëa, in Elvenhome that no man can discover,
Where the leaves fall not: land of my people for ever!
- Legolas when he hears the cry of the gulls in The Return of the King, by J.R.R. Tolkien.
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Here we have it, another picture of Idril. I decided to draw her as she makes her way into the sea to swim to the Gray Havens after she hears the sea calling.
yay filters rape
To the Sea, to the Sea! The white gulls are crying,
The wind is blowing, and the white foam is flying.
West, west away, the round sun is falling.
Grey ship, grey ship, do you hear them calling,
The voices of my people that have gone before me?
I will leave, I will leave the woods that bore me;
For our days are ending and our years failing.
I will pass the wide waters lonely sailing.
Long are the waves on the Last Shore falling,
Sweet are the voices in the Lost Isle calling,
In Eressëa, in Elvenhome that no man can discover,
Where the leaves fall not: land of my people for ever!
- Legolas when he hears the cry of the gulls in The Return of the King, by J.R.R. Tolkien.
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Here we have it, another picture of Idril. I decided to draw her as she makes her way into the sea to swim to the Gray Havens after she hears the sea calling.
yay filters rape
Category Artwork (Digital) / Fantasy
Species Horse
Size 1280 x 592px
File Size 74.9 kB
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