Of the Ruin of Doriath

Tonight was a short chapter of the Silmarillion as we continued last night’s depression for the most part. But it also contained elements of hope.

Me: “Tonight we’re reading ‘Of the Ruin of Doriath.’ “

8YO: “What happened to the Girdle of Melian? How was it broken?”

Me: “You’ll have to wait and find out.”

“…there came forth the Shepherds of the Trees…”

8YO: “The ents! Were the elves friends of the ents?”

6YO: “Yes because the elves made the ents.”

8YO: “No. They taught the ents to speak.”

6YO: “Fine, have it your way.”

I had to interject to say the eight year old was correct.

8YO: “Who made the ents? I forgot.”

Me: “Yavanna. The wife of Aulë who made the dwarves.”