He Who Hurries Through Life Hurries To

But Tolkien Doesn't Ask The Question: What Was Aragorn's Tax Policy?

Aemon’s Blind White Eyes Came Open. “egg?” He Said, As The Rain Streamed Down His Cheeks. “egg, I Dreamed That I Was Old.

For Herself, She Wanted Sleet And Ice, Howling Winds, Thunder To Shake The Very Stones Of The Red Keep. She Wanted A Storm To Match Her Rage.

If? The Word Is When.

...ned Always Said That The Man Who Passes The Sentence Should Swing The Blade, Though He Never Took Any Joy In The Duty. But I Would, Oh, Yes.