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Olorin_TLA · 12-22-2003, 06:37 AM

No living man may hinder he, the Dead Elf told,
Angmar whose iron feet crushed Arnor's bones of old.
Zealous howling madness shakes his slaves until they break,
Groping Deaths the minds of his foes take.
Undying, undead, yet void of all save Death;
Life tears from blood when he cries with the Dark One's evil; Shadow that blots out Night.

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12-22-2003, 06:37 AM	#2
Olorin_TLA Shade of Carn Dûm Join Date: Mar 2003 Location: Gardens of Lórien, Valinor. Posts: 420	No living man may hinder he, the Dead Elf told, Angmar whose iron feet crushed Arnor's bones of old. Zealous howling madness shakes his slaves until they break, Groping Deaths the minds of his foes take. Undying, undead, yet void of all save Death; Life tears from blood when he cries with the Dark One's evil; Shadow that blots out Night. <font size=1 color=339966>[ 7:40 AM December 22, 2003: Message edited by: Olorin_TLA ] __________________ "For I am Olórin! And Olórin means me!" ELENDIL! - Join "Forth Tolkiengas!"