6.12.2011

one more before the plane.

All that is gold does not glitter, not all those who wander are lost; the old that is strong does not wither, deep roots are not reached by the frost. From the ashes a fire shall be woken, a light from the shadows shall spring; renenwed shall be blade that was broken, the crownless again shall be king.


1 comment:

  1. so pretty!!!! ahhhhhhhhhhhh!

    -Martin

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