The brightest, hottest flames consume their fuel and burn out quickly.
You may find a different fuel; Tolkien may have provided a pathway for you to move on to something else, hopefully something even deeper and more profound. (I believe he would be pleased by that, not dismayed.)
If you happen to be practicing or interested in prayer, you might inquire, "What's next?" One never knows. You might be astounded at the answer; or perhaps instead of hearing an "answer" per se, you may just find yourself running out of your front door and down the hill without a hat, or even a pocket hankerchief. The road goes ever on, and there's no knowing where you might be swept off to.
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They spoke no more of the small news of the Shire far away; nor of the dark shadows and perils that encompassed them, but of the fair things they had seen in the world together, of the Elves, of the stars, of trees, and the gentle fall of the bright year in the woods.
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