an-indirect-letter:

almostanelf:

All that is gold does not glitter,
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.

It’s so beautiful. 

i like it so much better when it’s the whole thing and not some line of it splashed against some woods or a 15 year old hipster kissing his 13 year old girlfriend.

(Source: fraisesvertes)