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Abârmil
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17/09/2003
#51 Respondiendo a: Abârmil
Pensaba que era fácil, pero vo que estaba equivocado:
6- Y fui muerto por el padre del desafortunado.
Perdón.
7- Mi pueblo fue perseguido como seres malignos hasta nuestra casi total aniquilación.
All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall...
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall...