J. R. R. Tolkien not only kindly shared with the whole humanity the extraordinary world created by his mind. He brought to everyone who believed in his words, a shelter, which walls can’t be trepassed by any evil. A shelter where love and friendship mean more than just false promises based on biased words. It's a light to you in dark places, when all other lights go out. He shall live forever inside each page that brings Arda to life.
R.I.P. Jan, 3, 1892 - Sep, 2, 1973
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"You laugh, you cry, you fear, but most of all you believe. You believe in the only thing that saved you, in the only thing that made you feel real. Even if it was for a glance of time. Til your heart stops beating, the story will keep beating with you. And will keep beating for you."
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When three hundred years and more were gone since the Noldor came to Beleriand, in the days of the Long Peace, Finrod Felagund, Lord of Nargothrond, journeyed east of Sirion and went hunting with Maglor and Maedhros, sons of Fëanor; but he wearied of the chase and passed on alone towards the Mountains of Ered-london that he saw shining afar.
"Of the Coming of Men into the West" - The Silmarillion - J.R.R. Tolkien