#forlorn

[shadowedaiartistry]

A Phantom's Fortune

[sonyshock]

My first work for Man On The Internet is out of NDA!! <3 Got to work on MOTI's 'Forlorn' song, and even learn what forlorn means Social media  + Commissions  + PAPERCUT

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[life-imitates-art-far-more]

Thomas Crawford (1814-1857) "Boy with Broken Tambourine" (1854) Marble Located in the Smithsonian American Art Museum, Washington DC, United States

[pinkishbunny333]

forlorn girl fall

pics r from pinterest*

[helenvader]

WIP Wednesday

More from the Mairon fic.

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Mairon's voice was tinged with bitterness.

“I sought freedom, but I merely exchanged one cage for another.”

“Aman was never a cage!”

Mairon eyed him defiantly.

“Was it not? Tell me, Eönwë, has it never troubled you to be naught but a glorified thrall? Forbidden to weave your dreams into a tapestry of your own vision? Forever bound to blind obeisance or else be deemed unworthy?”

The Herald was horrified at the falsehood of the image reflected in the twisted mirror of the other Maia’s mind.

“I trust Lord Manwë’s wisdom,” he said gravely. “It is an honour to serve him. You speak of remorse, brother, and yet your words reek with Morgoth’s lies.”

[twilightpossum]

Hi!!!

[keungking]

(inner monologue) i am immune to jeff satur i am immune to jeff satur i am immune to jeff satur i am immune to jeff satur i am immune to jeff satur i am immune to jeff sa

[watermeloncholycucumbersome]

Day 98 of Writing Something Everyday

(365 Day Challenge)

I'm jealous of your phone,

And how it gets held, how it sees your face first thing every morning.

I'm jealous of your bed, how it holds your body - the sheets that entangle you.

I'm jealous of your dog and how he gets to cuddle you.

I'm jealous of your toilet seat as it gets more action.

I'm jealous of your toothbrush, and all the things you do with it.

I'm jealous of the water that washes over your bare skin in the shower and the soap that lathers upon you.

I'm jealous of every doorknob you touch as it gets to hold your hand.

I'm jealous of the mug you use and how the rim gets to touch your lips, how the side gets licked when a drip gets away from you.

I'm jealous of your floor and walls, oh how I wish to be fly.

I'm jealous of the buttons you press and the edge of your kitchen counter.

I'm jealous of the cashier that tells you to have a nice day, as they get to hear your voice.

I'm jealous of your car because you're inside of it and not me.

I'm jealous of the food you consume, how I long to be your mouthful.

I'm jealous of the sweaters you choose as they get to hug you.

I'm jealous...

I'm jealous...

I'm jealous for I long to trade places with these things - just to be near you.

I'm jealous...

I'm jealous...

~Jenni

[thethroneislost]

Forlorn - "The Crystal Palace" - 1997 Sweden Melodic Black Metal, Viking Metal

Some cool ideas for their respective genres...

[oldschoolfrp]

Castle Tristenoira exists in three different times simultaneously, looming above the Lake of Red Tears, home of "Aggie" the undead sea serpent (Dana M Knutson box art for Ravenloft supplement Castles Forlorn by Lisa Smedman, TSR, 1993) After Barovia, Forlorn was the second realm to appear in Ravenloft's demiplane of dread.

[analliedumpling]

I wish I had the foresight to know that I should've paid better attention or I should've asked... what cologne you wore because if I could buy my own bottle and curl up in a hoodie that at least smells like you, maybe I'd be okay.

But I didn't and I'm not.

-a

[tragicc]

Us

[suicidalfeeling]

You were exhausted from work and you crashed as soon as you had gotten home. You didn’t tell me goodnight.

I’ve grown addicted to hearing your sweet words before I fall asleep.

They bring me false sense of security.

Maybe in a different lifetime we were together. Living a mundane life but we have so much love and respect for one another that we’re happy and content. Maybe in a different life, you come home to me every night and I’m greeted with a kiss and long embrace. Maybe in a different life, we would be falling asleep in the same bed as we tell each other good night. Maybe in a different life, we were together.

[thefrogking0-0]

i am devastated.

i can no longer exchange small talk regarding my shity signture and the heavey boxes with the delivery guy

for he has been replaced

who now shall i secretly pine after like some giddy school boy afraid to get coodies from his crush

[helenvader]

My fanfic is finished and uploaded at ao3. :) It's a continuation of This Too Shall Pass, but no knowledge of that one is necessary. It takes place after the War of Wrath, when Mairon comes to Eönwë to seek pardon.