The pines were roaring on the height.
The winds were moaning in the night.
The fire was red, it flaming spread.
The trees like torches blazed with light.
Desolation of Smaug + pink/purple
T H I E F and a L I A R
Mr. Darcy? I could more easily forgive his vanity had he not wounded mine. But no matter. I doubt we shall ever speak again.
THANK YOU, I hope you have a lovely day yourself :’)
the Fellowship of the ring screencaps pt 3