At work, I notice a copy of The Silmarillion sitting on a table.
I ask aloud, “who is reading this copy of Silmarillion?”
A young man admits to this, a little sheepishly. He also admits that he just finished The Hobbit and this was his next step.
“How’s it going?” I ask.
He says he’s just starting it but that it’s pretty dense. I allow as it’s downright biblical in some parts and he laughs when I tell him I read parts of it aloud to the cats in order to get through the denser parts. I make encouraging noises. Totally worth it.
He says, “I’m pretty much a dork.”
He pauses.
“I bought a sword.”
You go, young man, you go!
