An Endless March
~ by Kateri Athanasius Warning: Discusses sensitive issue of abortion Marching onward with no end in sight The silent warriors praying For a stop to this “right” Surely, they reason This cannot remain so The…
Author: Fellowship & Fairydust
Inspiring faith and creativity & exploring the arts through a spiritual lens
Beebo and the Bunny: A Lord of the Rings Story
“Beebo!” the tiny tot squealed, delightedly as he threw himself into his uncle’s arms, the squeal turning into a giggle as Bilbo scooped him up and swung him around. Drogo chuckled as he lowered the…
Here Be Dragons: From History to Heraldry
Having seen a recent text about the death of Glaurung (the Father of Dragons from The Silmarillion), I thought it might be interesting to take an overview of the way dragons feature in some of…
My Miracle Story
In 2005, just five years after discovering my new found wood sculpting skills at the age of 50, I continued to work full-time as an auto mechanic. For almost 30 years, I worked in the…
Call of Herne
Hazy-eyed dreamer You long to be In the tangled wood Amongst the trees To feel the pulse The forest’s charm That pounding, that burning The hunters’ drums Starry-eyed poet Arise! Awake! The Hunter calls…
Tithendell in the Rain: A Lord of the Rings Story
~By Vanessa Parry (alias: Elwen) Tithen was an integral part of Rivendell's healing song. She accepted that. The twolegs fed her and she graced them with her presence, which was apparently all that was required…
Beyond the Shire: Memories of Reading “The Lord of the Rings”
The climb used to seem dangerous to reach the correct tier of the waterfall, the best one for reading, especially reading Tolkien. Safe there from the rest of the world, ready to be absorbed into…
Interpretation
~by Ana Lisa de Jong I saw your face and you could have been the same age. Your eyes looked like mine, except for the cares they revealed, (more…)
Flight of the Primrosa
~By Amanda Pizzolatto “Captain, all systems are on and functioning, we are ready to go.” “Thank you Carial, take us out and . . . head for Castarla, please.” “With pleasure, Captain Marrel,” smiled Carial…