Atop the hill, the once-vibrant vista now appeared sickly before me

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Atop the hill, the once-vibrant vista now appeared sickly before me. The emerald hills lay barren and scorched, the charming Hobbit holes ransacked and ruined. Plumes of dark smoke billowed up from the charred remains of Hobbiton, the acidic smell of burning thatch stinging my nostrils even from a distance. The Great East Road was lost amidst the desolation, all signs of life extinguished. The flowers were but wilted brown stems poking through ash and mud. Scorch marks blackened the field where celebrations once filled the air with laughter and song. The gentle burble of water was replaced by a foul stench rising from the river’s polluted flow. Birds no longer flew in these cursed skies. Looking out, all I could see was the creeping blight of Mordor. The idyllic Shire of the past was no more, replaced by a bleak wasteland. The shadows had fallen over Middle-earth. But it was not too late. Gazing upon the destruction below, a cold anger stirred within me. We would fight. We would rage against the dying of the light. Hope was not lost. The memory of peaceful days gone by strengthened my resolve. Mordor would not claim this land without a battle the likes of which they had never seen. The Shire may lie in ruins, but the spirit of its people endured. We would fight to reclaim it. By Joshua Holford Photography Award Winning detail and flare 8k fz80 inspired by J. R. R. Tolkien --auto

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Atop the hill , the once-vibrant vista now appeared sickly before me . The emerald hills lay barren and scorched , the charming Hobbit holes ransacked and ruined . Plumes of dark smoke billowed up from the charred remains of Hobbiton , the acidic smell of burning thatch stinging my nostrils even from a distance . The Great East Road was lost amidst the desolation , all signs of life extinguished . The flowers were but wilted brown stems poking through ash and mud . Scorch marks blackened the field where celebrations once filled the air with laughter and song . The gentle burble of water was replaced by a foul stench rising from the river’s polluted flow . Birds no longer flew in these cursed skies . Looking out , all I could see was the creeping blight of Mordor . The idyllic Shire of the past was no more , replaced by a bleak wasteland . The shadows had fallen over Middle-earth . But it was not too late . Gazing upon the destruction below , a cold anger stirred within me . We would fight . We would rage against the dying of the light . Hope was not lost . The memory of peaceful days gone by strengthened my resolve . Mordor would not claim this land without a battle the likes of which they had never seen . The Shire may lie in ruins , but the spirit of its people endured . We would fight to reclaim it . By Joshua Holford Photography Award Winning detail and flare 8k fz80 inspired by J . R . R . Tolkien --auto

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Atop the hill, the once-vibrant vista now appeared sickly before me. The emerald hills lay barren and scorched, the charming Hobbit holes ransacked and ruined. Plumes of dark smoke billowed up from the charred remains of Hobbiton, the acidic smell of burning thatch stinging my nostrils even from a distance. The Great East Road was lost amidst the desolation, all signs of life extinguished. The flowers were but wilted brown stems poking through ash and mud. Scorch marks blackened the field where celebrations once filled the air with laughter and song. The gentle burble of water was replaced by a foul stench rising from the river’s polluted flow. Birds no longer flew in these cursed skies. Looking out, all I could see was the creeping blight of Mordor. The idyllic Shire of the past was no more, replaced by a bleak wasteland. The shadows had fallen over Middle-earth. But it was not too late. Gazing upon the destruction below, a cold anger stirred within me. We would fight. We would rage against the dying of the light. Hope was not lost. The memory of peaceful days gone by strengthened my resolve. Mordor would not claim this land without a battle the likes of which they had never seen. The Shire may lie in ruins, but the spirit of its people endured. We would fight to reclaim it. By Joshua Holford Photography Award Winning detail and flare 8k fz80 inspired by J. R. R. Tolkien --auto

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20

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Cheese Daddy's Landscapes mix

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688X1024

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Jul 23, 2023

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Cheese Daddy's Landscapes mix

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