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07-05-2004, 03:40 PM
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Spectre of Decay
Join Date: Jan 2002
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... and the thread became like unto a mighty wheel...
Revolving as do the governments of banana republics.
It's one of Torhthelm's lines near the end. The turnover here is getting silly. Better make yours nasty, Evisse.
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07-05-2004, 03:48 PM
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Brightness of a Blade
Join Date: Jul 2002
Location: wherever I may roam
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nasty incantation...ok: Avada K, no, no, I meant:
"Dread was their master. Dark and silent,
long years forlorn, lonely waited."
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07-06-2004, 05:50 AM
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Cryptic Aura
Join Date: May 2002
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"Hearken to the song of the purists."
Indeed, Squatter, your lines are not Tolkien's. They are derivative, a translation. A petty point perhaps.
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07-15-2004, 05:00 AM
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Brightness of a Blade
Join Date: Jul 2002
Location: wherever I may roam
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Oh, come on. Is it that nasty?
Hint: check out your Lost Tales.
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