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Vinyamarien · 04-13-2002, 09:58 AM

'Olórin whom long ago
sent the Lords of the West
to guard the Lands of the East,
ever-wise of the Maiar
what drove you to leave
land which you loved?.

'Mithrandir, Mithrandir, O Pilgrim Grey
No more you will wander the world green
Your journey in darkness stopped
The bonds cut, the spirit broken
The Flame of Anor has left this World
Great light has gone out.'

04-13-2002, 09:58 AM	#1
Vinyamarien Pile O'Bones Join Date: Mar 2002 Location: Germany Posts: 12	'Olórin whom long ago sent the Lords of the West to guard the Lands of the East, ever-wise of the Maiar what drove you to leave land which you loved?. 'Mithrandir, Mithrandir, O Pilgrim Grey No more you will wander the world green Your journey in darkness stopped The bonds cut, the spirit broken The Flame of Anor has left this World Great light has gone out.' __________________ The world is changed because you are made of ivory and gold... the curves of your lips rewrite history. (Oscar Wilde)