08/14/2026
“My birthday-present! It came to me on my birthday, my precious,” So he had always said to himself. But who knows how Gollum came by that present, ages ago in the old days when such rings were still at large in the world? Perhaps even the Master who ruled them could not have said. Gollum used to wear it at first, till it tired him; and then he kept it in a pouch next his skin, till it galled him; and now usually he hid it in a hole in the rock on his island, and was always going back to look at it. And still sometimes he put it on, when he could not bear to be parted from it any longer, or when he was very, very, hungry, and tired of fish.” - J.R.R. Tolkien, The Hobbit
Gollum: Emily Beaver
Special thanks to Adorama Rental Co for the equipment! I shot this on Canon USA 28-70mm 2/f USM lens
I also used amaran mini magnetic LEDs for fill light!
Tolkien, Lord of the Rings, Fantasy photography
“As Frodo did so, he now saw fine lines, finer than the finest pen-strokes, running along the Ring, outside and inside: lines of fire that seemed to form the letters of a flowing script. They shone piercingly bright, and yet remote, as if out of a great depth.
‘I cannot read the fiery letters,’ said Frodo in a quavering voice.
‘No,’ said Gandalf, ‘but I can. The letters are Elvish, of an ancient mode, but the language is that of Mordor, which I will not utter here. But this in the Common Tongue is what is said, close enough:
One Ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them.” - J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring
Frodo: 🗡️
‘I know these fields and this gate!’ he said. ‘This is Bamfurlong, old Farmer Maggot’s land. That’s his farm away there in the trees.’ - Pippin, J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring
Frodo: 🗡️
Samwise: Commander
Merry: commander_poptart
Pippin: coco • 昕翹
“The riding figure sat quite still with its head bowed, as if listening. From inside the hood came a noise as of someone sniffing to catch an elusive scent; the head turned from side to side of the road.
A sudden unreasoning fear of discovery laid hold of Frodo, and he thought of his Ring. He hardly dared to breathe, and yet the desir
