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Scion of The Faithful
Join Date: Apr 2003
Location: The brink, where hope and despair are akin. [The Philippines]
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While out hunting, Saucie said to Fordim:
Hi, trip th' stag! (If you're reading this, Sauce, don't zap me to the void!)
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フェンリス鴨 (Fenrisu Kamo) The plot, cut, defeated. I intend to copy this sig forever - so far so good...
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Memento Mori
Join Date: Feb 2003
Location: Past The Point Of No Return
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Hmm...if that second i were an a then I would say that Saucie and Fordim were on the Straight Path.
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Scion of The Faithful
Join Date: Apr 2003
Location: The brink, where hope and despair are akin. [The Philippines]
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Hope they don't get lost. Or acrophobic.
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フェンリス鴨 (Fenrisu Kamo) The plot, cut, defeated. I intend to copy this sig forever - so far so good...
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Memento Mori
Join Date: Feb 2003
Location: Past The Point Of No Return
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Scarier than The Barrow Downs?
He Haunted Hell
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Scent of Simbelmynë
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The lady's grave, Haudh-en-elleth
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Memento Mori
Join Date: Feb 2003
Location: Past The Point Of No Return
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The grave of Finduilas it is
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Scent of Simbelmynë
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"Back churl of 'n ol' land!!"
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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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