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determamfidd:

Let me give a bit of context for this one.

This is a super-simple lullaby my mother used to sing to myself and my little sister. My nan sang it as well. I have no idea how old it is or where it came from. When I hear it or sing it, these days, it comes with a massive flood of accompanying emotion. 

I sing it to the Dwarfling these days. She says ‘shhhh’ between phrases, just the way I do. Just the way my mum does – and her mum too. 

My little sister is about to have her first child, due on New Year’s Day. I wanted to give her and her “little pickle” something special and meaningful. She painted three beautiful pictures for the Dwarfling’s room before she arrived; they hang above her bed as I type this. I wondered, ‘what could possibly mean as much to her as that does to me? I’m no artist.”

So i decided to arrange the lullaby for her. I don’t know how well it works, but I DO know that I choked up a little as I sang it. 

Anyone with small persons in their lives or who just need a simple, soothing, song to unwind and breathe in and out to – here we go, I hope you enjoy it. It was made with a hell of a lot of love.

@erebortrash – breathe in, breathe out. 

*hugs and strokes your hair*

Hi! Will there be more Sansukh soon? I don’t mean to sound demanding but after tonight in America a new chapter is about all I have to live for.

Hey Nonnie. Yep, more soon. Chapter WIP wordcount hovering at 4K. But I wanna say a thing, and I am super sorry if I come off as preachy or dumb, but –

There is more in this life, and in this world, to live for. Believe me. I’m still here. A good many of my friends are still here. You are worth living for. The community you dream of and deserve is worth living for. The world you wish to create and to live in is WORTH LIVING FOR.  The future is not immutable, not even the near future: you can be a part of building it and changing it, even in the face of such hideous opposition. You – your wonder and passion and care and love and RAGE – are needed. YOU CAN FIGHT. 

I know it is terrifying. I know it is horrible. I know. I’ve lived through these, and I know. I have been staring in shocked silence for a good hour. Now, I am honestly wondering how to fly you all over here and if I have enough space (let alone blankets and sheets) to cater to every fucking last one of you. 

You can FIGHT. I’ve seen some posts already, with amazing and impactful suggestions for people to try to make a difference against what has happened: both on a grass-roots and national level. FIGHT. It’s not the end. It is NEVER the end until the last person gives up. 

Hi! Sorry if this is a stupid question, but I sent an ask about Midwinter a week or two ago, and I wanted to know if you got it? My internet it really iffy sometimes, I’ve had to resend asks to other people before because of it, so I wanted to know if it was because of my internet or if you were just really busy and hadn’t gotten to it (which is fine!). Sorry, I just wasn’t sure and thought it was best to ask. It was about Thranduil, his sons, and dancing, if that helps?

Hey Nonnie!

I just checked through everything from the past couple of weeks, and I can’t find your ask! I searched my emails as well, and it hasn’t arrived there either. I would love to chat about the dancing ideas, if you’re interested 🙂

arkenburglar:

– i want to know! why did you come back?

 – look, i know you doubt me, i know you always have. and you’re right, i often think of bag end. i miss my books. and my armchair. and my garden. see, that’s where i belong. that’s home. and that’s why i came back, cause you don’t have one. a home. it was taken from you. but i will help you take it back if i can.

I’ve never listened to any of the songs of Sansûkh because i have, like, horrific second-hand embarrassment when it comes to singing being done by anyone who’s not like, “officially appointed” to do it (i.e. “amateur recordings” vs. Britney Spears or whatever). But hhghsjdghskdj that was a mistake bc i’m re-reading the fic rn and so I gave in and listened to the famed Iron Hills song at the appropriate place and godDAMN IT’S SO GOOD. I CRIED. I’M STILL CRYING. HOW DID YOU DO THAT, HOW

omg aaaaah thank you so so much!!! I am THRILLED you like it! I hope you enjoy the new song in the next chapter as much – it’s easily the most complicated and ‘professional’ one I’ve ever done.

(I am a performer, a singing teacher and a musician, that… may be part of the ‘how’ 😉 my recording and eq skills are pretty amateurish tho!)