I came to them a little late, I suppose. I had seen the cartoon version of the Hobbit in the mists of memory long gone, but in 1987, my father presented me with a boxed special 50th anniversary edition of The Hobbit for Christmas, and I thought it was nice and pretty and all, but I didn't read it until I was in no mood for Chemistry homework one evening the next year. I read it and enjoyed it, and thought no more of it, until my father bought me the boxed set of Lord of the Rings after that, which included The Hobbit. So, it sat unread through the rest of my undergraduate years in college, until I reached graduate school and was more than desperate for escape. Thus, one winter's evening, I picked up Fellowship of the Ring and did not stop until the end of Return of the King...strange thing, I did not get as much out of them then as I did after I reread them this year, 13 years after the first time. I don't know why, but I'm glad to have gotten back to them!
Cheers,
Lyta
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“…she laid herself to rest upon Cerin Amroth; and there is her green grave, until the world is changed, and all the days of her life are utterly forgotten by men that come after, and elanor and niphredil bloom no more east of the Sea.”
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