›› Far over the misty mountains cold To dungeons deep and caverns old We must away, ere break of day, To claim our long-forgotten gold. The pines were roaring on the height, The winds were moaning in the night. The fire was red, it flaming spread; The trees like torches blazed with light.

the hobbit -  the lord of the rings: the fellowship of the ring

Brother

(for georgie and kiki)

mr-boggins:

favourite caps of the hobbit - asked by tardishearts

ascuas:

the world is not in your books and maps. it’s out there

far over the misty mountains cold