You know, it's kinda funny how much of high fantasy centers around kings and nobility and courtly intrigue considering that the archetypal high fantasy, Lord of the Rings, had the rather explicit moral of "saving the world is up to this backwater hick and his gardener because no politician, least of all inherited nobility, would have the ability to see past their own ambition and throw away a weapon". Oh sure, Aragorn is a great king and all, but there's a reason he's over there running a distraction ring while the hobbits do the real work. Sauron loses because he gets distracted by kings and armies and great battles (i.e. typical high fantasy stuff) letting Frodo and Sam sneak through his back door and blow it all to hell.
Just saying, maybe old Jirt knew what he was saying when he said that the small folk doing their best and holding to each other was more powerful than a dozen alliances and superweapons and we should respect him for it.
I'm legit so proud of this. and also utterly in love with the idea of mae helping Fingon put on his jewelery. You guys feel? The tender intimacy of helping someone dress? The added layer of these two being noldo, and the cultural importance of gemstones and jewelery? The time and effort it took maedhros to gain the fine motor skills to do it left handed?
I've watched this video about 50 times, and the extended skit explaining the 'Do Balrogs have wings?' controversy is still possibly the funniest joke about a niche fantasy topic I've ever heard.
Doing one of my never-ending rereads and... even when Neil hated Andrew and fully believed all the worst rumors, he still expected someone to be in Andrew’s corner... and then in book three we see him decide to be that person:
something about the way Neil, a perfect stranger to the concepts of friendship and teamwork, still expected better from Andrew’s team and family... I know that’s the entire core of their relationship but it still knocks a hole in my chest to see it laid out so baldly
Do you ever think about how none of the Hobbits died in the Shire? They all left it when their time had come, as if they couldn't bear it to face death in the land they all went through so much for.
I mean, imagine how those goodbyes must have been for them and for their families. We know of Sam and Elanor but what about Pippin and his son Faramir? Or Merry and his potential children? How did they say goodbye to them, presuming that they knew this journey east would be their last one? That they would never see their loved ones again? Had they made peace with that?
Also the way how their final destination mirror eachother: Frodo, Bilbo and Sam's last destination, the undying lands, the west, the home of immortal heroes from ages past; and Merry and Pippin's last destination, Minas Tirith, the east, the home of mortal heroes of the present.
Just thinking about the fact that none of the Hobbits stayed in the Shire until the very end