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This artwork comes with an external frame

Middle Earth.
“Far over the misty mountains old,
To dungeons deep and caverns cold,
We must away ere break of day,
To seek our pale enchanted gold.
The wind was in the withered heath,
But in the forest stirred no leaf,
There shadows lay, be night or day,
And dark things silent crept beneath....
The wind came down from mountains cold,
And like a tide,it roared and rolled,
The branches groaned, the forest moaned,
And leaves were laid upon the mould.”
Tolkien and Neil Finn.
This haunting song with its dwarvish beat pulled me down, down to the bowels of Middle Earth.