fredag, mars 2

Over the Misty Mountains Cold

“The dark filled all the room, and the fire died down, and the shadows were lost, and still they played on. And suddenly first one and then another began to sing as they played, deep-throated singing of the dwarves in the deep places of their ancient homes; and this is like a fragment of their song, if it can be like their song without their music…”
from The Hobbit by J.R.R. Tolkien (by sherlockify)

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