It was Gondor that brought about its own decay, falling by degrees into dotage, and thinking that the Enemy was asleep, who was only banished not destroyed. … [they] hungered after endless life unchanging. Kings made tombs more splendid than houses of the living, and counted old names in the rolls of their descent dearer than the names of sons. Childless lords sat in aged halls musing on heraldry; in secret chambers withered men compounded strong elixirs, or in high cold towers asked questions of the stars.
Faramir, The Two Towers (via one-small-garden)
#tag yourself im the childless lord in a high cold tower asking questions of the stars (via @crocordile)
Well damn, then I’m definitely the childless lord musing on heraldry






