The 1995 Tolkien Calendar |
Illustrated by John Howe |
PART 1 OF 2 |
'There he lay, a vast red-golden dragon, fast
asleep; a thrumming came from his jaws and
nostrils, and wisps of smoke, but his fires were low
in slumber. Beneath him, under all his limbs and
his huge coiled tail, and about him on all sides
stretching away across the unseen floors, lay
countless piles of precious things, gold wrought
and unwrought, gems and jewels, and silver
red-stained in the ruddy light.'
The Hobbit. |
'And now came the Monsters across the valley and
the white towers of Gondolin reddened before them;
but the stoutest were in dread seeing those dragons
of fire and those serpents of bronze and iron that
fare already about the hill of the city; and they shot
unavailing arrows at them.'
Book of Lost tales - Part II. |
'And there where the White Mountains of Ered
Nimrais came to their end he saw, as Gandalf had
promised, the dark mass of Mount Mindolluin, the
deep purple shadows of its high glens, and its tall
face whitening in the rising day. And upon its out-
thrust knee was the Guarded City, with its seven
walls of stone so strong and old that it seemed to
have been not builded but carven by giants out of
the bones of the earth.'
The Return of the King. |
'Gandalf had not been to Hobbiton for some time:
since Bilbo disappeared his visits had become fewer
and more secret. The people of Hobbiton had not
in fact seen or at any rate noticed him for many
years: he used to come quietly up to the door of
Bag-end in the twilight and step in without
knocking...'
The Return of the Shadow. |
'On those journeys Elwing did not go, for she had
not the strength to endure the cold and pathless
voids, and she loved rather the earth and the sweet
winds that blow on sea and hill. Therefore she let
build for her a white tower upon the borders of the
outer world, in the northern region of the
Sundering Seas; and thither all the sea-birds of the
earth at times repaired.'
The Lost Road. |
'Its pillars are of the mightiest basalt and its lintel
likewise, but great dragons of black stone are carved
thereon, and shadowy smoke pours slowly from their jaws.'
The Book of Lost Tales - Part I. |
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