Midnight Blue

The world is changed. I feel it in the water. I feel it in the earth. I smell it in the air.

“Come, Mr. Frodo!’ he cried. ‘I can’t carry it for you, but I can carry you.” [x]

Your time may come. Do not be too sad, Sam. You cannot always be torn in two. You will have to be one and whole, for many years. You have so much to enjoy and to be, and to do.

Together we will take the road that leads into the West, And far away will find a land where both our hearts may rest.

Sauron has yet to reveal his deadliest servant. The one who would lead Mordor's armies in war. The one they say no living man can kill: the Witch-King of Angmar.

lotr + scenery

Who knows what you have spoken to the darkness, alone, in the bitter watches of the night, when all your life seems to shrink, the walls of your bower closing in about you, a hutch to trammel some wild thing in? So fair, yet so cold like a morning of pale Spring still clinging to Winter's chill.

Certainty of death. Small chance of success. What are we waiting for?

I think we might have made a mistake leaving the Shire, Pippin.

Before you came along, we Bagginses were very well thought of.

Whether by the sword or the slow decay of time, Aragorn will die. And there will be no comfort for you, no comfort to ease the pain of his passing. He will come to death an image of the splendor of the kings of Men in glory undimmed before the breaking of the world. But you, my daughter, you will linger on in darkness and in doubt as nightfall in winter that comes without a star. Here you will dwell bound to your grief under the fading trees until all the world is changed and the long years of your life are utterly spent.

"The sound of her footsteps was like a stream falling gently downhill over cool stones in the quiet of night."