For years, beneath the cat-frayed reading chair in our farmhouse living room, J.R.R. Tolkien lay facedown. How The Fellowship of the Ring got there, and remained, for so long, I have no idea. [More]
January 1st, 2002 by xoanon
For years, beneath the cat-frayed reading chair in our farmhouse living room, J.R.R. Tolkien lay facedown. How The Fellowship of the Ring got there, and remained, for so long, I have no idea. [More]