Well, if you’re not spies, then who are you? Speak.
The Middle-Earth aesthetic | The magic of Mirkwood
Murderers, traitors. You would call upon them to fight? They believe in nothing. They answer to no one. They will answer to the king of Gondor.
↳ simbelmyne. ever has it grown on the tombs of my forebears. now it shall cover the grave of my son. alas, that these evil days should be mine. the young perish and the old linger. that I should live to see the last days of my house. no parent should have to bury their child.
The world is indeed full of peril, and in it there are many dark places; but still there is much that is fair, and though in all lands love is now mingled with grief, it grows perhaps the greater.
Tolkien: “The last pages are for you, Christopher.”