A riddle for you all-
Half familiar, half unknown.
A thing it is, ¨It almost is-¨
This thing all things devours:
Birds, beasts, trees, flowers;
Gnaws iron, bites steel;
Grinds hard stones to meal;
Slays king, ruins town,
And beats high mountain down.
The day of the moon will be
when all is revealed to thee
Questions will cease
Answers will please
We´ll learn of the Shire
and all you desire.
At ten minus Three.
Joining to be
Ten minus Eight
Add to the slate
of the two dozen princes
that die without winces.
And add to each day of
the week.
Tomorrow morning Howard Shore, conductor Ludwig Wicki and I will be participating in a press conference in Winnipeg to promote the upcoming Fellowship Live performance. Perhaps we'll have something else to discuss at the same time. Stay tuned.
4/22 - Monday has come and gone with no announcement, and so it would seem I've interpreted the riddle incorrectly! So what did I miss? Take a stroll over the Ongoing Discussion and try your own hand at it, if you like. It can only be a matter of time now, right?
