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Scent of Simbelmynë
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*looks pitiful*
more clue, more clue! I don't understand what you mean by "general feeling", and I can come up with some interesting rhymes, but no real before-and-after phrase...
Help me, FinII, you're my only hope! ![]() Sophe
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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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