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STILL FALLS THE RAIN ON THREE OF THE NINE -- BUT TRUE DARKNESS NEVER RESTS.
PIC(S) INFO: Spotlight on the doomed servants of the Dark Lord Sauron, Ring-wraiths, three of the Nine Black Riders in the rain, artwork by John Howe, c. 2006.
And it's still raining for the third consecutive day here in Soutehrn California, which is nothing short of a fucking anomaly because it never rains here more than a day or even a few hours at a time. It's fucking hot down here, don't come here. 🌧️⚔️💀🌧️🗡️
Source: https://atolkienistperspective.wordpress.com/2014/02/20/identity-and-origins-of-the-nazgul.
#Nazgûl#Ring-wraiths#Lord of the Rings#J.R.R. Tolkien#Ring-servants#LOTR#Úlairi#The Nine#The Fallen Kings#Black Riders#Mordor#The One Ring#Second Age#Tolkien Legendarium#John Howe Art#The Lord of the Rings#Angmar#Dol Guldur#Minas Morgul#Middle-earth#Paintings#Dark Fantasy#JRR Tolkien#Black Speech#John Howe#Raining#Morgul Blade#Dark Sorcery#Third Age#Tolkien
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The Most Radiant Lord is furious, and he paces around the vast round room, hissing in cursing in spit-fire Valarin and Black Speech, the words tumbling and mingling and mutating, such that Adûnaphel could only understand small glimpses here and there: whore, slut, overreacting bitch, wretched vampire, ungrateful spouse–
The Most Radiant Lord is half-dressed, and still healing a nasty-looking gash that presently takes up half of his face. If Adûnaphel could wince, he would. The flesh is already repairing itself; tiny tendrils of muscle and sinew writing, reaching for each other to close the gap and hide the exposed bone underneath.
Nasty. Adûnaphel understands what has happened here even if nobody would bother explaining to him. It is most likely that The Most Radiant Lord and his beloved, the Pretty One, had quarreled. They like to quarrel as much as they love to fuck, the Most Radiant Lord and the Pretty One. One second, they can be cuddling like cats in heat, then the next second, snarling at each other like offended wyverns ready to tear each other’s necks open. The wound on The Most Radiant Lord’s face was inflicted by the Pretty One. Nasty. No úlairi would dare nor have the ability to injure The Most Radiant Lord so. Only one creature in the entirety of Mordor could raise his hand against the Lord, and live to tell the tale.
[farther than the sun can see @ AO3]
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#silmarillion#silm#collab fanfic#collab fanfiction#sauron#mairon#gorthaur#finrod#finrod felagund#nazgûl#angmar#khamul#adunaphel#blood in the mouth#sauron x finrod#sauron x nazgul#my drabs
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“ Nazgûl “ Character: John R.R. Tolkien
#fantasy art#fanart#tokien#nazgul#the nine#Úlairi#black riders#fantasy#lotr#lord of the rings#tolkien fan art
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OH, DEATH | maerin úlairi 🗡
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Maerin Úlairi knows no peace. A child conceived in a mountain cave, she is motherless, fatherless, wrought from dark magic by the will of Mordor. She is a vessel for the deeds of the Shadowlands, the saving grace of the once fearsome Nazgûl. It’s the blood of the Nine that flows through her veins, and as destiny sees fit, she will live the rest of her years serving what evil still lives.
But where there is dark there is light, and where such evil stands, good rises to meet it. Maerin, ten-years-old and foreign to the very sun and sky, escapes the shade of the mountains. Nearly free from the shackles that bind her to the Wraiths, Maerin becomes a nomad, a wanderer. Running for her life, all the while trying to quell the rot festering under her skin, she knows there is only so long she can hide before fate grabs hold.
Now 17, the nights turn more grave, and everywhere she steps something strange seems to follow. These changes gain meaning when one night she wakes up screaming, insides burning, her vision showing one thing and one thing only. Maerin is a possessor of a powerful bond, a connection to an object that has been thought lost for ages. The One Ring. When that vision shows her the ring is still in Middle Earth, Maerin’s attempts to disappear turn to a mission. If she can find the ring which binds her to the Dark Lord and destroy it, then the darkness in her will fade, and she will at last be free. With one foot in the Wraith-world and the other in the light, the hope that her salvation could be near is the only thing keeping Maerin from losing herself.
When she feels a pull to the unsuspecting Moors of the Shire and land of the Free-folk, she hunts with new fervour for the Ring that has brought her so much pain.
It is there she (quite literally) runs into a group of young Hobbits, short and stout of heart,one in particular carrying a heavy burden. Having seen that Frodo Baggins wields the Ring, and is being sent on a mission to Rivendell by none other than Gandalf the Grey himself, Maerin swears fealty to Frodo, vowing to keep him safe and make sure the Ring stays out of Sauron’s clutches.
But as the journey grows more treacherous and evil more strong, Maerin’s life slips further and further into the dark. Demons in the night and rot spreading in the day, her destiny is like ashes, flaring in the wake of the smallest wind. Where fate intertwines with reality, Maerin Úlairi treads on the edge of a knife. Slip one way, and she will fall into the hands of her forebears. Or the other, to find a family, to find life where she has only known death, and become more than her own ruination.
tag list 🔗 : @samwilsonns , @kingsroad , @zoyazenik
( dm to be added! )
#fyeahlotrocs#ochub#ocappreciation#allaboutocs#maerin ulairi#oh death#lotr oc#my ocs#SHE HAS ARRIVED#been working on this for ages and i'm finally happy with how it turned out#this idea has been ruminating in my head for SO LONG#i hope you love her as much as i do
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The Nazgûl were they, the Ringwraiths, the Úlairi, the Enemy's most terrible servants; darkness went with them, and they cried with the voices of death. — J.R.R. Tolkien
some Nazgûl ink art to bless (or bring darkness to?) your timeline
#lord of the rings#the lord of the rings#lotr#lotr fandom#lotr fanart#nazgul#tolkien#tolkien quotes#tolkien fandom#my art#ink art#traditional art#ink drawing#old art#artists on tumblr#new art tumblr#artistsupport#black artist#art i made
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Hiya, I'm a classical / film score / OC score composer and I'm writing an SATB choral piece for the Ainulindale and I'm having trouble understanding the stressed syllables on the words. I know in general the rule is if there's 3 or more syllables you accent the third to last syllable, unless there's an acute accent (which I think doesn't include the fun dots). But I'm not 100% sure and I don't want to write a whole piece with the wrong emphasis on the wrong syllable. Lmk if you have a recording of you reading the Quenya version of the Ainulindale or how to do that! I'm using the one written on https://www.elvish.org/gwaith/ainulindale.htm by Ryszard Derdzinski. Lmk if this is the wrong one XD
Yoooo wow tumblr thank you for never showing me this ask! I hate this hellsite sometimes.
Sorry it took me so long to respond! 🥲
So, according to my books when you have a word with two syllables, then the focus is on the first syllable. E.g. Anor ['a.nor], parma ['par.ma]
With three syllable words there are two options.
A. The second to last syllable is long
In this case the second to last syllable is the main focus. A long syllable contains either a long vowel (á, é, í, o´, ú), a diphtong (ai, oi, ui, au, eu, iu) or multiple consonants after a vowel.
Examples:
Olórin (long vowel: ó)
Úlairi (Diphtong: ai)
Isildur (two consonants after the vowel: ld)
Menelya (the y counts as a consonant: ly)
B. The second to last syllable is short
If the second to last syllable is short, the third to last syllable is emphasized. A short syllable contains a short vowel or one or no consonants.
Examples:
Orome (second to last syllable is -ro: short vowel followed by a consonant)
Anárion (second to last syllable is -ri: short vowel, not followed by a consonant)
By adding endings such as -ndil, -rdur, -rdil, ldur the emphasis can be shifted. Such as the word "isil" (moon, a noun) and "Isildur" (servant of the moon, a name). In "isil" the emphasis is on the first vowel. In "Isildur" the emphasis is on "sil".
Concerning the fun dots, in tengwar the dots and dashes indicate vowels. It's very similar to Arabic in that regard. The larger letters are generally consonants while the dots and dashes are vowels.
I don't have a recording of myself reading the Ainulindale, but I've been speaking it from what I've heard from the movies and listened from songs. There's a German singer/songwriter called Oonagh and a lot of her songs have Quenya in them! Since German pronunciation is very similar to Quenya, that helps quite a bit with pronunciation. Here are three songs of hers that feature quite a bit of Quenya. Song 1. Song 2. Song 3. (You’ll usually have to wait for the chorus, sorry. 😅)
Another thing I would point out is that the elves are very lyrical. They will forgive emphasis if it works better for the song. (At least that's what I remember reading somewhere) I don't think you need to worry to much about emphasis. My personal pet peeve would be pronunciation more than emphasis of the correct syllable.
I really hope this helps and good luck with your project! I'd love to hear it when it's finished! 🥰
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But [the White Council’s] stroke was too late. For the Dark Lord had foreseen it, and he had long prepared all his movements; and the Úlairi, his Nine Servants, had gone before him to make ready for his coming. ~ The Silmarillion, Of the Rings of Power (Art: "Fathomage Cover art” by Silvana-Massa-Art on DeviantART)
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Parents, be sure to check your kids' candy! My cousin Balin found the Nazgûl inside a Mars Bar, the Ringwraiths, the Úlairi, the Enemy's most terrible servants; darkness came with them, and they cried with the voices of death.
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Whenever I go looking for some scrap I remember writing, I a) don’t find it and b) find something I don’t remember writing at all.
This time, a sudden Éomer appears:
"While I am no longer Lord of Gondor," Faramir began directly, "you may be assured that—"
Éomer waved this aside. "I know your lineage, lord. And I know well that Éowyn will receive more honour in Mundburg, should you take her as your wife, than she ever did in all her faithful service to Théoden-King."
"Lady Éowyn slew the king of the Úlairi before the gates of our city," said Faramir. "For that alone she will always be counted among the great in Gondor."
Éomer smiled. It would have been a fine death, as she had once intended, but it was better still to live in renown and glory.
#i think this got started because of my bitter hatred over the idea of éowyn being some kind of outcast in gondor#surrounded by catty ladies because obviously they would be catty /eyeroll#iirc it morphed into a thing about éowyn as marchwarden of ithilien but that morphed into... something else#i think friendship with arwen???#for every fic i set aside five more sprout up in its place#anghraine babbles#fic talk#the southampton au#i thiiiink it's in that continuity anyway#legendarium blogging#lord of the rings#faramir#éomer#éowyn
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"IN THEIR WHITE FACES BURNED KEEN AND MERCILESS EYES...; IN THIER HAGGARD HANDS WERE SWORDS OF STEEL..."
PIC INFO: Spotlight on an illustration of the Nazgûl attacking Frodo and the travellers' camp at Weathertop (Amon Sûl), on October 6, 3018 (Third Age), artwork by Ted Nasmith via TedNasmith.com.
"Frodo thought that he heard a faint hiss as of venomous breath and felt a thin piercing chill. Then the shapes slowly advanced....
Frodo was... quaking as if he was bitter cold, but his terror was swallowed up in a sudden temptation to put on the Ring.... He shut his eyes and struggled for a while; but resistance became unbearable, and at last he... slipped the Ring on....
Immediately, though everything else remained... dim and dark, the shapes became terribly clear.... There were five tall figures: two standing on the lip of the dell, three advancing. In their white faces burned keen and merciless eyes...; in their haggard hands were swords of steel....
Desperate, he drew his own sword, and it seemed to him that it flickered red, as if it was a firebrand. Two of the figures halted. The third was taller than the others: his hair was long and gleaming and on his helm was a crown. In one hand he held a long sword, and in the other a knife; both the knife and the hand that held it glowed with a pale light. He sprang forward and bore down on Frodo."
-- "THE LORD OF THE RINGS" -- The Fellowship of the Ring" (1954) Book 1, Chapter 11, "A Knife in the Dark," by J.R.R. Tolkien
Sources: www.picuki.com/media/3289532983135237761 & www.henneth-annun.net/events_view.cfm?evid=1112.
#The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring#Ted Nasmith#Amon Sûl#Weathertop#LOTR#Ring Wraiths#Attack on the Camp of Weathertop#Frodo Baggins#Black Riders#One Ring#Dark Fantasy#Dark Sorcery#Middle-earth#The One Ring#Tolkien#Lord of the Rings#The Lord of the Rings#Ted Nasmith Art#The Nine#Nazgûl#Fellowship of the Ring#Third Age#The Fellowship of the Ring#Frodo#J.R.R. Tolkien#The Third Age#Witch-king#Úlairi#Illustration#Witch-King of Angmar
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ooooo yes but call us The Nazgûl or The Úlairi or The Fallen Kings or The Black Riders--
Does The LotR/TH/The Silmarillion Fandom Have A Name?
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Harry Potter —> Potterheads
Doctor Who —> Whovians
One Direction —> Directioners
etc, etc. So what’re we called? Is our name simply “Tolkien fans”? Can we call ourselves “The Ring Wraiths” please?
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"The Nazgûl were they, the Ringwraiths, the Úlairi, the Enemy's most terrible servants; darkness went with them, and they cried with the voices of death." -- The Silmarillion
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「指輪の幽鬼」という共通語の名前は、モルドールの黒のことばで「指輪(nazg)」と「幽鬼(gul)」から作られたかれらの名前、ナズグール(Nazgûl)の翻訳である。クウェンヤでは「光無き者」を意味するウーライリ(Úlairi)と呼ばれる。指輪の探索において黒装束の騎手の姿をとったことから黒の乗手(くろののりて、Black Rider)とも呼ばれた。彼らは全部で9人いることから、「九人組」(the Nine)と呼ばれることも多い。
指輪の幽鬼 - Wikipedia
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The Nazgûl were they, the Ringwraiths, the Úlairi, the Enemy's most terrible servants; darkness went with them, and they cried with the voices of death. — J.R.R. Tolkien
some Nazgûl ink art for your timeline
#artists on tumblr#ink art#old art#lotr fandom#lotr fanart#lotr#the lord of the rings#lord of the rings#nazgul#ringwraiths#fanart#fandom#tolkien fandom#tolkien quotes#tolkien#my art#art i made#ink drawing#art#traditional art#artistsupport#black artist#artist on tumblr#new art tumblr#artistic#aesthetic#fantasy#fantasy art#fantasy fanart#middle earth
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[White Council cont.] And returning to Elrond [Mithrandir] said: “True, alas, is our guess. This is not one of the Úlairi, as many have long supposed. It is Sauron himself who has taken shape again and now grows apace; and he is gathering again all the Rings to his hand; and he seeks ever for news of the One, and of the Heirs of Isildur, if they live still on earth.” ~ The Silmarillion, Of the Rings of Power
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