Welcome to Saro, another new member! Pull up a chair next to the fire and make yourself cozy.
"Spirits in the shape of hawks and eagles flew ever to and from his halls; and their eyes could see to the depths of the seas, and pierce the hidden caverns beneath the world."
Frelga, you have Reauven in your family? That's so cool! I have to ask him where he got it, he's used it for his game characters for years. Hey, that probably makes us cousins (by marriage, anyways )!
Saro, to you also!
*passes out homemade hot cocoa with marshmallows*
Texas, Land of the Free, Home of the Tumbleweeds....
“There, peeping among the cloud-wrack above a dark tor high up in the mountains, Sam saw a white star twinkle for a while. The beauty of it smote his heart, as he looked up out of the forsaken land, and hope returned to him. For like a shaft, clear and cold, the thought pierced him that in the end the Shadow was only a small and passing thing: there was light and high beauty for ever beyond its reach.”
― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Return of the King
Welcome, to our newest member, the aptly named Tolkien Forever!
"Spirits in the shape of hawks and eagles flew ever to and from his halls; and their eyes could see to the depths of the seas, and pierce the hidden caverns beneath the world."
“There, peeping among the cloud-wrack above a dark tor high up in the mountains, Sam saw a white star twinkle for a while. The beauty of it smote his heart, as he looked up out of the forsaken land, and hope returned to him. For like a shaft, clear and cold, the thought pierced him that in the end the Shadow was only a small and passing thing: there was light and high beauty for ever beyond its reach.”
― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Return of the King
“There, peeping among the cloud-wrack above a dark tor high up in the mountains, Sam saw a white star twinkle for a while. The beauty of it smote his heart, as he looked up out of the forsaken land, and hope returned to him. For like a shaft, clear and cold, the thought pierced him that in the end the Shadow was only a small and passing thing: there was light and high beauty for ever beyond its reach.”
― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Return of the King
"Spirits in the shape of hawks and eagles flew ever to and from his halls; and their eyes could see to the depths of the seas, and pierce the hidden caverns beneath the world."
Welcome to all new folks.. Stormy...great to see you again.
NOW.....Voronwë....YOU are the reason I am here, is there a thread which speaks of your trip to Africa? I would love to hear what you saw, what you smelled, what you ate...I love your siggie. I would just imagine that you had the very best time. So if you raised a thread...please point me in the right direction!!
"Spirits in the shape of hawks and eagles flew ever to and from his halls; and their eyes could see to the depths of the seas, and pierce the hidden caverns beneath the world."
It means "Clear the way! It's the sound that announces Sobo's arrival!" That is a song sung for the Soboninkun mask dance, which is depicted in my picture. I will be saying more about this in my thread about my trip, when I get to the part when we had the opportunity to experience Soboninkun (one of the highlights of the trip).
"Spirits in the shape of hawks and eagles flew ever to and from his halls; and their eyes could see to the depths of the seas, and pierce the hidden caverns beneath the world."
Copious Welcomes to all the new members whom I missed while RL went off the tracks. I see on this page some old faces (Stormy! Yo!) and some new (Hi, Raeuven, Tolkien Forever, and Saro!) and I'll catch all of you on the previous pages over the weekend.
Help yourselves to ... well, anything you can pickpocket or forage!
“There, peeping among the cloud-wrack above a dark tor high up in the mountains, Sam saw a white star twinkle for a while. The beauty of it smote his heart, as he looked up out of the forsaken land, and hope returned to him. For like a shaft, clear and cold, the thought pierced him that in the end the Shadow was only a small and passing thing: there was light and high beauty for ever beyond its reach.”
― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Return of the King
"Spirits in the shape of hawks and eagles flew ever to and from his halls; and their eyes could see to the depths of the seas, and pierce the hidden caverns beneath the world."
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