omfg, please please let it be so
(CELEBORN, THRANDUIL AND LEGOLAS WITH WEE WILLIE WINKIE SHOES, pls and thank)
The painting in question, for those who haven’t seen it – Beleg finds Gwindor in the forest of Taur-nu-Fuin, by JRR Tolkien.
And here’s a close-up of Beleg:
Those shoes are p fierce.
Ahhh sure! It appears that I have been somewhat misled by the wording used in the Silm here! Sorry for any confusion!
Noldorin is in fact the SAME THING as EXILIC QUENYAN (i.e. the Quenya spoken by the Noldor in exile.) So it is in fact a Noldorin dialect of Quenya that was banned by Elu Thingol!
The actual quote in the Silm is this: “Never again in my ears shall be heard the tongue of those who slew my kin in Alqualondë! Nor in all my realm shall it be openly spoken, while my power endures. All the Sindar shall hear my command that they shall neither speak with the tongue of the Noldor nor answer to it. And all such as use it shall be held slayers of kin and betrayers of kin unrepentant.”
(I don’t envy Namo. Not one bit.)
“You take that back!!”
“Make me!”
“I’ll make you eat your teeth in a minute…”
“Oh, like you could fight your way out of a wine-jug!”
“RIGHT, THAT’S IT-”
“Cowardy cowardy custard, sat eating cake behind Melian’s skirts while everybody else did all the fighting…!”
“Shut up, shut your face! Who was it who built everything, eh? All you lot did was stomp on over, take everything that wasn’t yours, and trash the lot!”
“HOW DARE – well, at least we didn’t try bribery, extortion and impossible murder-quests as bride-prices…”
“YOU talk of murder-quests, HA, that’s bloody rich!”
“And just what’s that supposed to mean?”
“One word: Ships.”
“Oh fuck you!”
“FUCK YOU MORE WITH A SILMARIL ON TOP.”
(Namo is considering some sort of Elven Time-Out room.)
Aw Yiss 