andie, she/her, 26, united states. this blog is full of Tolkien. also other art, photos, fandoms, and big-eyes-emoji stuff, but mostly Tolkien. i tag! my girlfriend is bright ivanaskye, who is a lot, but not too much
if you find bones in the forest, sit a bit and listen. they are old and have some good stories to tell. maybe they’ll teach you a spell or two, or explain where the water on our planet came from.
if you find bones by the ocean, run. don’t look back. run, faster, faster. the sea may love you but there are nights where she knows neither mercy nor science, and the bones warn you only once.
boi if you find bones call the police i hate this website so much
this is a piece of creative writing, in case you couldn’t tell from the fact that real bones don’t usually go hey lil’ mama lemme whisper bony secrets in your ear or warn you of the incoming tides like a calcified weather frog.
I just woke up and I’m lying here thinking about how much of the extremely appealing but nonsense worldbuilding of the wizarding world in Harry Potter and its secrecy could have been improved, in the space of just a handful of incidental sentences, if fire was the one thing wizards cannot control or contain or fight in any way.
I’m sure a hundred other ppl have thought of this long before me but whatever I’m too lazy to check and I’m thinking of several specific tiny alterations to canon scenes and feeling a woe