The Goblins Song

Clap! Snap! The black crack!
Grip, grab! Pinch, nab!
And down, down to Goblin town-
You go my lad!
Clash, crash! Crush, smash!
Hammer and tongs! Knocker and gongs!
Pound, pound, for underground!
Ho, ho! My lad!

Swish, smack! Whip crack!
Batter and beat! Yammer and bleat!
Work, work! Nor dare to shirk!
While Goblins quaff, and Goblins laugh,
Round and round far underground
Below my lad!

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As it were Thorin and company unknowingly made camp on the “front porch”, of Goblin town and were taken hostage and herded to the Great Goblin.

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Images from The Hobbit an Unexpected Journey, Text from The Hobbit, J.R.R. Tolkien-The goblins song

The Misty Mountains

“Far over the misty mountains cold
To dungeons deep and caverns old
We must away, ere the break of day,
To find our long-forgotten gold,”

Having traveled far they still travel further.

“Far over the misty mountains cold
To dungeons deep and caverns dim
We must away, ere the break of day,
To win our harps and gold from him!,”

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Images from The Hobbit an Unexpected Journey, Text from The Hobbit, J.R.R. Tolkien-The Dwarfs song

Micro-Scale Modeling:

How to Construct Tiny, Intricate Worlds From Ordinary Materials

I may have posted something similar to this already and if I did I apologize. However, the amount of detail that the author has added to his creation is astounding and I believe it deserves another look. And to think he uses ordinary materials. See for yourself.

China Miéville's Top 10 Weird Fiction Books

China Miéville is the author of several novels that can be categorized under the heading of weird fiction so it does seem to so odd that he would create a list of his favorite weird fiction books. A couple I have read and one I have heard of, but the majority I haven’t read or even heard of. Since this is such a great time to catch up on my reading, I need to investigate some of these titles.

Reading & Northern Railroad Steam Engine

Reading & Northern Railroad Steam Engine

The Reading & Northern Railroad is local short-line railway that runs a specials over the holiday. This is one of the two steam engines they own. It made three trips back and forth from up north.

The Dilemmas of Roverandom

“Unawares, the two dogs had wandered too near to the shadows edge of the dark side, where all sorts of half-forgotten things linger, and paths and memories get confused.”

Roverandom, J. R. R. Tolkien

Further Adventures of Roveramdom

“… On the white side of the moon, the insects are very large and fierce, and often so pale and so transparent and so silent that you hardly hear or see them coming. The moonbeams only shine and flutter, and Roveramdom was not frightened of them, the big white dragon-moths with fiery eyes were much more alarming; and there were sword-flies and glass beetles with jaws like steel-traps and pale unicornets with stingers like spears, and fifty-seven varieties of spiders ready to eat anything they could catch…"

Roverandom, J.R.R. Tolkien

The Great White Dragon of Roverandom

“All white dragons originally come from the moon, as you probably know, but this one had been to the world and back, so he had learned a thing or two. He fought the Red Dragon in Caerdragon in Merlin’s time as you find in all the more up-to-date history books.”

Roverandom, J. R. R, Tolkien

A Bag of Metal HO Scale Details

I just received my order from eBay; a bag of random metal HO scale detail parts. I have no idea if they were hand-casted, but they do have the look as being retrograde detail parts.

There are to my count, thirteen figures, both male and female, fourteen platform seats, a few architectural pieces, a shovel, barrel, cast-iron stove, ETC. There are a few parts that have perked my curiosity. They seem to be parts for a small flatcar of some sort.

Breathing a lie Through Silver

“Dis graced he may be, yet is not de-throne, and keep the rags of lordship once he owned. Man, Sub-creator, the refracted Light through whom is splintered from a single White to many hues, and endlessly confined in living shapes that move from mind to mind.”

Myths are "lies breathed through silver."

On Fairy Stories, J. R. R. Tolkien

Tolkien on Magic

“Magic produces, or pretends to produce an alteration in the Primary World; it is not an art but a technique; its desire is power in this world and domination of things and wills.”

J. R. R. Tolkien, On Fairy Stories

Miscellaneous Bits from Tolkien’s On Fairy Stories

An Ancient Charm against the Fairies

Peace of God and peace of man,
Peace of God on Columb-Killey,
On each window and each door,
On every hole admitting moonlight,
On the four corners of the house,
On the place of my rest,
And peace of God on myself.

Manx Fairy Tales, by Sophia Morrison, 1919

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• The Juniper Tree
• Odin the Gath-the Necromancer, the gutter of the crows, and the Lord of the Slain
• George MacDonald
• The Golden Key
The Golden Key was written by George MacDonald

• Elder Edda
• Green Fairy Book
• Chronicles of Pantouflia

Forward of Tolkien’s Tales from the Perilous Realm

“The realm of fairy-story is wide and deep and high and filled with many things; all manner of beasts and birds are found there; shoreless seas and stars uncounted; beauty that is an enchantment, and an ever-present peril: both joy and sorrow as sharp as swords.”

Tales from the Perilous Realm, "On Fairy Stories", J.R.R. Tolkien

Shrike

Universal Studies, Mortal Engines

The antagonist Shrike, was a resurrected one that was rebuilt in last century. Ninety percent robot, but he still holds on to his human mental facilities (however slight they may have become over the decades, there is no one left to judge). Built as Stalker and mechanical warrior and having received a commission from the Lord Mayor of London, Shrike is on his way to arrest and kill Hester Shaw, a protagonist in Mortal Engines.

“Shrike moves through the suburbs streets with his head swigging slowly from side to side. Bodies drift in the flooded rooms, like cold tea bags left too long in the pot. Small fish dart in and out of a pirates mouth. A girls hair coils on the currents”...

Mortal Engines, book 1, Philip Reeve