coming out of a slough of despond

When I woke up this morning, everything seemed brighter.

I had such a Jonah day yesterday, and the day before that, and probably the day before. I've felt completely exanimate. I'm not entirely sure what precipitated this, but I'm glad as hell to be out of it.

Also, hobbits.

No, seriously. Hobbits.

I'm working on an Alan Lee-based Lord of the Rings tarot, because I should so love to have one and the only published version is so heinously bad that it sends me into transports of agony. I'm working with all the old paintings and illustrations, images from long before the movies. Somthing about it is almost purifying. It's like I'm breaking through all the filmstuff and getting back into the heart of why I love this story. It's quite nice, really. I had missed my hobbits.

Any really good hobbitfic in the past year that I really need to read?

Fic: Narnia, Caspian/Lucy

The Star to Every Wandering
Caspian/Lucy
Impossible love stories at sea, things unspoken and how the speaking changes everything. An au set during "The Voyage of the Dawn Treader."

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