Quote by J. R. R. Tolkien, The Fellowship
Then the enchantment became more dreamlike, until he felt that an endless river of swelling gold and silver was flowing over him, too multitudinous for its pattern to be comprehended; it became part of the throbbing air about him, and it drenched and drowned him. Swiftly he sank under its shining weight into a deep realm of sleep.
Summary
This quote describes an enchantment that lures the protagonist into a dreamlike state. As the enchantment intensifies, he perceives a never-ending river of shimmering gold and silver flowing over him. The sheer abundance of this spectacle overwhelms him and blurs any discernible pattern. The enchantment begins to merge with the very atmosphere, saturating and submerging him in its pulsating essence. Ultimately, he succumbs to the weight and brilliance of this enchantment, descending into a profound realm of slumber. The quote conveys a feeling of surrender and immersion in a mesmerizing and intoxicating experience.