T he days leading up to Christmas in 1941 effectively obliterated any sentimental notions about “peace on earth” and “good will toward men.” Not even Father Christmas could evade the nightmare ...
Every December, an envelope bearing a stamp from the North Pole would arrive for J.R.R. Tolkien's children. Inside would be a letter in a strange, spidery handwriting and a beautiful colored drawing ...
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