I'm wathcing Two Towers right now, just cause I havent in a long time. And while watching, I swear I got a little teary-eyed. Not from the story you see, but because of one charachter. It scared me how much Theoden, King of Rohan, before he is freed by Gandalf, reminds me of how my Dad looked in his hospital bed a year ago. Unshaven, unable to speak, glassy far-away exspression, and sad... And how Dad is now, is like Theoden after Gandalf helped: A warrior, strong and powerful almost like nothing ever happened.
To anyone who says miracles aren't real and fantasy is purely the work of the imagination: You are wrong.