O For a Star: A Lord of the Rings Poem
Outside the lair: This wasteland chokes my hope, my breath. My doomed path looks only to death. My Burden hangs with heavy strain. It makes each step a piercing pain: A fiery wheel, an Eye…
Day: August 25, 2014
Outside the lair: This wasteland chokes my hope, my breath. My doomed path looks only to death. My Burden hangs with heavy strain. It makes each step a piercing pain: A fiery wheel, an Eye…
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