very filled with dreams

elsewhere I write little stories about people making out and then some. here there is way less of a theme.

summersanginme:

fuckyeahlordoftherings:

allshallfade:

Pippin: I didn’t think it would end this way…Gandalf: End? No, the journey doesn’t end here. Death is just another path… One that we all must take. The grey rain-curtain of this world rolls back, and all turns to silver glass… And then you see it.Pippin: What, Gandalf? See what?Gandalf: White shores…and beyond. A far green country under a swift sunrise.Pippin: Well, that isn’t so bad.Gandalf: No… No it isn’t.

this scene uh may or may not have made me cry.

fuckyeahlordoftherings:

allshallfade:

Pippin: I didn’t think it would end this way…
Gandalf: End? No, the journey doesn’t end here. Death is just another path… One that we all must take. The grey rain-curtain of this world rolls back, and all turns to silver glass… And then you see it.
Pippin: What, Gandalf? See what?
Gandalf: White shores…and beyond. A far green country under a swift sunrise.
Pippin: Well, that isn’t so bad.
Gandalf: No… No it isn’t.

this scene uh may or may not have made me cry.

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