The Fall of Gondolin

by J.R.R. Tolkien

there is Eärendel my son; behold, his face shineth as a star in the waste,

My work has escaped from my control, and I have produced a monster: an immensely long, complex, rather bitter, and very terrifying romance, quite unfit for children (if fit for anybody); and

Tolkien's thought on The Lord of the Rings.