Actually, my responsibilities feel more like the avalanche of skulls that comes shortly after.
Looking at you, Aragorn.
We interrupt your regular fandom-mixing blog for an actual book-related post.
Good gracious, you have been productive.
Think about it. He leads a troop of Lost Boys. Doesn’t have pockets. Needs a mother.
Meet Gandalf, the Nick Fury of Middle Earth.
Me to my professor when I turn in an 8 page paper and the minimum page length was 12 pages: The last pages are for you, Sam.