“Three Rings for the Elven-kings under the sky, seven for the Dwarf-lords in halls of stone, nine for Mortal Men, doomed to die. One for the Dark Lord on his dark throne in the Land of...
One day, my dad looked at me, and then looked at my mom, and said: “It’s me or him. Choose.” I thought my mom would take my side, but I was so, so wrong.