I feel it in the water.

I feel it in the earth.

I smell it in the air.

Much that once was is lost, for none now live who remember it.

It began with the forging of the Great Rings. Three were given to the Elves, immortal, wisest, fairest of all beings. Seven to the Dwarf Lords, great miners and craftsmen of the mountain halls. And nine... nine rings were gifted to the race of Men who, above all else, desire power.

Within these rings was bound the strength and will to govern each race...

... but they were all of them deceived.

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Twenty years ago today, The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring hit cinemas, and the world was indeed changed. For the first time, we could truly step into the Shire, Rivendell, the long dark of Moria. Our ears rang with the soundtrack, many pieces of which we can still hum to this day. Teenagers in their hordes fell for Frodo's eyes, Aragorn's ruggedness, Legolas'... Orliness, I dunno. And of course, a certain Jay and Acacia watched, and read the fanfic that came after, and conceived of a story that for this little community, created the world of the PPC.

I amar prestar aen. The world is changed.

Twenty years. Wow.

hS