Hey! I love LOTR, POTC, and if you name an anime, 9 times out of 10 it'll be one I like. I'm 18 and a girl. Well, other than that, I really don't have much to
say in the way of a bio. Maybe I'll put up a
comercial I made on here. It's kinda funny.sweatdrop Sorta. I'll have to put
it up another time 'cause I lost it. X_X

Seven for the Dwarf-lords in their halls of stone,

Nine for Mortal Men doomed to die,

One for the Dark Lord on his dark throne

In the Land of Mordor where the Shadows lie.

One Ring to rule them all, One Ring to find them,

One Ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them

In the Land of Mordor where the Shadows lie.

~Lord of the Rings: Elvin poem

that tarried in Arvernien;

he built a boat of timber felled

in Nimbrethil to journey in;

her sails he wove of silver fair,

her prow was fashioned like a swan,

and light upon her banners laid.

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In panoly of ancient kings,

in chained rings he armoured him;

his shining shield was scored with runes

to ward all wounds and harm from him;

his bow was made of dragon-horn,

his arrows shorn of ebony

of silver was his habergeon,

his scabbard of chalcedony;

his sword of steel was valiant,

of adamant his helmet tall,

an eagle-plume upon his crest,

upon his breast an emerald.

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Beneath the Moon and under star

he wandered far from northern strands,

bewildered on enchanted ways

beyond the days of mortal lands.

From gnashing of the Narrow Ice

where shadow lies on frozen hills,

from nether heats and burning waste

he turned in haste, and roving still

on starless waters far astray

at last he came to Night of Naught,

and passed, and never sight he saw

of shining shore nor light he sought.

The winds of wrath came driving him,

and blindly in the foam he fled

from west to east and errandless,

unheralded he homeward sped.

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There flying Elwing came to him,

and flame was in the darkness lit;

more bright than light of diamond

the fire upon her carcanet.

The Silmaril she bound on him

and crowned him with the living light,

and dauntless then with burning brow

he turned his prow; and in the night

from otherworld beyond the Sea

there strong and free a storm arose,

a wind of power in Tarmenel;

by paths that seldom mortal goes

his boat it bore with biting breath

as might of death across the grey

and long-forsaken seas distressed:

from east to west he passed away.

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Through Evernight he back was borne

on black and roaring waves that ran

o'er leagues unlit and foundered shores

that drowned before the Days began,

until he hears on strands of pearl

where ends the world the music long,

where ever-foaming billows roll

the yellow gold and jewels wan.

He saw the Mountain silent rise

where twilight lies upon the knees

of Valinor, and Eldamar

beheld afar beyond the seas.

A wanderer escaped from night

to haven white he came at last,

to Elvenhome the green and fair

where keen the air, where pale as glass

beneath the Hill of Ilmarin

a-glimmer in a valley sheer

the lamplit towers of Tirion

are mirrored on the Shadowmere.

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He tarried there from errantry,

and melodies they taught to him,

and sages old him marvels told,

and harps of gold they brought to him.

They clothed him then in elven-white,

and seven lights before him sent,

as through the Calacirian

to hidden land forlorn he went.

He came unto the timeless halls

where shining fall the countless years,

and endless reigns the Elder King

in Ilmarin on Mountain sheer;

and words unheard were spoken then

of folk of Men and Elven-kin,

beyond the world were visions showed

forbid to those that dwell therein.

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A ship then new they built for him

of mithril and elven-glass

with shining prow; no shaven oar

nor sail she bore on silver mast:

the Silmaril as lantern light

and banner bright with living flame

to gleam thereon by Elbereth

herself was set, who thither came

and wings immortal made for him,

and laid on him undying doom,

to sail the shoreless skies and come

behind the Sun and light of Moon.

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From Evereven's lofty hills

where softly silver fountains fall

his wings him bore, a wandering light,

beyond the mighty Mountain Wall.

From World's End then he turned away,

and yearned again to find afar

his home through shadows journeying,

and burning as an island star

on high above the mists he came,

a distant flame before the Sun,

a wonder ere the waking dawn

where grey the Norland waters run.

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And over Middle-earth he passed

and heard at last the weeping sore

of women and of elven-maids

In Elder Days, in years of yore.

But on him mighty doom was laid,

till Moon should fade, an orbed star

to pass, and tarry never more

on Hither Shores where mortals are;

for ever still a herald on

an errand that should never rest

to bear his shining lamp afar,

the Flammifer of Westernesse.

~The Lord of the Rings: Poem by Bilbo

Upon the hearth the fire is red,

Beneath the roof there is a bed;

But not yet weary are our feet,

Still round the courner we may meet

A sudden tree or standing stone

That none have seen but we alone

~~~~~Tree and flower and leaf and grass,

~~~~~Let them pass! Let them pass!

~~~~~Hill and water under sky,

~~~~~Pass them by! Pass them by!

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Still round the corner there may wait

A new road or a secret gate,

And though we pass them by today,

Tomorrow we may come this way

And take the hidden paths that run

Towards the Moon or to the Sun.

~~~~~Apple, thorne, and nut and sloe,

~~~~~Let them go! Let them go!

~~~~~Sand and stone and pool and dell,

~~~~~Fare you well! Fare you well!

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Home is behind, the world ahead,

And there are many paths to tread

Through shadows to the edge of night,

Untill the stars are all alight.

Then world behind and home ahead,

We'll wander back to home and bed.

~~~~~Mist and twilight, cloud and shade,

~~~~~Away shall fade! Away shall fade!

~~~~~Fire and lamp, and meat and bread,

~~~~~And then to bed! And then to bed!

~Lord of the Rings

Book I; Three is Company

~Not all those who wander are lost;

The old that is strong does not wither,

~Deep roots are not reached by the frost:

From the ashes a fire shall be woken,

~A light from the shadows shall spring;

Renewed shall be blade that was broken,

~The crownless again shall be king.

~Lord of the Rings

Book I; Strider

There is a theory which states that if ever anyone discovers exactly what the Universe is for and why it is here, it will instantly disappear and be replaced by something even more bizarre and inexplicable.

There is another which states that this has already happened.

~The Restaurant at the End of the Universe by Douglas Adams