Animals photography black and white wonderful style by Hannes Lochner
47 Urbasa, la luz que se cuela entre los árboles (by juanangelr)
Sally’s Song // Catherine O’Hara, Danny Elfman
I sense there’s something in the wind that feels like tragedy’s at hand.
And though I’d like to stand by him, can’t shake this feeling that I have.
The worst is just around the bend. And does he notice my feelings for him?
And will he see how much he means to me? I think it’s not to be.
What will become of my dear friend? Where will his actions lead us then?
Although I’d like to join the crowd in their enthusiastic cloud,
Try as I may, it doesn’t last. And will we ever end up together?
No, I think not, it’s never to become for I am not the one.Girl, I feel ya.
Your stones are grey , your old halls are now still,
Your towers silent in the mist await.
Their crumbling end, while through the storeyed elms
The River Gliding leaves these inland realms
And slips between long meadows to the Sea,
Still bearing down by weir and murmuring fall
One day and then another to the Sea;
And slowly thither many days have gone
Since first the Edain built Kortirion.Alalminórë - The Trees of Kortirion - The Book of Lost Tales (part. 1) - HoME - J.R.R. Tolkien
