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04-11-2003, 05:30 PM | #11 |
Scent of Simbelmynë
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I don't think the next riddle's been asked yet Earwen...? has it?
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The seasons fall like silver swords, the years rush ever onward; and soon I sail, to leave this world, these lands where I have wander'd. O Elbereth! O Queen who dwells beyond the Western Seas, spare me yet a little time 'ere white ships come for me! |
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