This is a beautiful post. I’m 54 and living my best romantasy reading life. Let me tell you a secret: the book you’re holding doesn’t know or care how old you are. Velaris isn’t closing its doors because you’re past some imaginary expiration date. It’s still there when you walk the streets of Velaris at night, dance with Mor, or climb to the House of Wind for battle practice.
Stories do not have age limits. Wonder does not expire.