DarkDimension

 The Road goes ever on and on Down from the door where it began. Now far ahead the Road has gone, And I must follow, if I can, Pursuing it w...

The spiritual heart of Minas Tirith. This is the last bastion for good in Middle-earth; should it fall, all hope falls with it. A g...

From the spider-haunted pass of Cirith Ungol we go now to Minas Ithil , the Tower of the Moon. A city as great as Minas Tirith, it guard...

"There agelong she had dwelt, an evil thing in spider form[...]she was there, who was there before Sauron, and before the first ston...

South of the East Bight, the treeless gouge in the eastern side of Mirkwood, a shadow has crept across the forest. Grim folk and dark crea...

We go now from the vibrant far Southern reaches of Middle-earth , to the cold, windswept, mountainous North. One-time home to a Dwarven ki...

This is another brief post to let those interested know that I've gone back and expanded and revised even more of the earlier Middle-ear...

They are the shades of the restless dead forever waiting in the endless dark, the silent passages beneath mountains their prison until th...