“I hope none of my children will feel that the use of this name is a sentimental fancy… I never called Edith Lúthien— but she was the source of the story that in time became the chief part of the Silmarillion. It was first conceived in a woodland glade filled with hemlocks at Roos in Yorkshire…In those days her hair was raven, her skin clear, her eyes brighter than you have ever seen them, and she could sing — and dance. But the story has gone crooked, & I am left, and I cannot plead before the inexorable Mandos.”
HAPPY TOLKIEN WEEK!
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