What a cute story,
Agan. Shall I tell another one?
Once upon a time there was a man called
Nogrod. He had two daughters,
Thinlómien and
A Little Green. The older was foul and ugly, the younger was gentle and beautiful... Oops, wrong story.
Ahem, yes, he had two daughters, called
Thinlómien and
A Little Green, but we shall call them
Lommy and
Greenie. The girls were young but both wise beyond their years and they had always loved great stories. One year, when they were five and three, or possibly six and four,
Nogrod showed them a movie, Bakshi's
Lord of the Rings. It left a lasting impression on the girls.
Not much later,
Nogrod and his daughters started a great project.
Nogrod took four books from the shelf and every night he sat with his daughters and read them stories;
The Hobbit,
The Lord of the Rings,
The Silmarillion and
The Unfinished Tales. The girls listened avidly, spellbound.
From that on, Tolkien's magical world could be seen everywhere - in their drawings, in their plays, in their talk. Especially the older one,
Lommy, was totally enchanted by this mysterious but real world. She told about it to her friends and made them play Elves or Orcs with her. When she was seven or eight, she read
The Lord of the Rings herself and the other books soon after. Then, if not before, she had entered Arda so deeply that there was no return.