Yet Jackson knew in his heart that Pixels alone doth not a Megabuck make, unless one is telling stories of toys, or searching for small clownfish – legends which do not enter into our story. Jackson therefore set forth seeking just the right place wherein the Filmarils could be wrought not only with skill, but with heart-rending beauty, ranging far and wide across the lands of the sons of men. Yet it was only in returning to the land of his birth that he discovered with joy the very pristine wildness which lent itself best to the vision of the great song, and found there such renewed enthusiasm for his work that in after days that place became known as the Land of New Zeal.
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The object of life is not to be on the side of the majority, but to escape finding oneself in the ranks of the insane. ~~ Marcus Aurelius
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