Recently I have been making my way through Humphrey Carpenter's beautiful biography of J. R. R. Tolkien. As I approach the end of the book, my pace seems to have slowed somewhat. Truth be told, I am a little in love. I don't want to say good-bye just yet. Anyhow, to come to my point, there is a bit that I wanted to share about how, in a rush to get ( Read more... )

'Is it morning already?' said Frodo yawning.
'Not yet, but night is drawing to an end, and the full moon is setting. Will you come and see it? Also there is a matter on which I desire your counsel. I am sorry to rouse you from sleep, but will you come?'
(P. 683, Tolkien, The Two Towers)

#samissojealous

I really like Faramir.

They all gazed at him. His hair was white as snow in the sunshine; and gleaming white was his robe; the eyes under his deep brows were bright, piercing as the rays of the sun; power was in his hand. Between wonder, joy, and fear they stood and found no words to say ( Read more... )