satinkira

hello

-uses missive as toilet paper- 'haha, what a-'

! I AM YOUR SPY ! COMMAND ME LORD GASH ! I DO NOTHING BUT PLOT IN YOUR NAME !

'I fear that posting this will get me banned, but this needs to be said!!!'

'mutters from the seven skies' stfu stop giving your ooc opinion through powergaming, give it by putting it in spoilers cowards

*laughs, wiping blood off blade. "those fools didn't have a chance. disappointing.. funny they say this, even though -insert metagaming- did -insert meta gaming-. ironic."

*unbans controversial player to incite outrage and activity

@LemonsMythDie

@Smmer

be afraid. your hater returns

https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-61585886

https://youtu.be/pBGVfwOLU1w?si=D_MQqPGhmvdvtRCk

Upon the wall their husbands kept,

While round the hearth their women wept,

And fugitives murmured tales of wroth,

Of cities lost to AZDROMOTH...

Bârî'n Katharâd,
Îdô Nidir nêd,
Nêpâm nêd abârat,
Nidir nênâkham,
Nêbâbîtham,
Magânanê,
Nêtabdam dâur!

Fanuilos heryn aglar
Rîn athar annún-aearath
Calad ammen i reniar
Mi 'aladhremmin ennorath!

A Elbereth Gilthoniel
I chîn a thûl lin míriel
Fanuilos le linnathon
Ne ndor haer thar i aearon

A elin na gaim eglerib
Ned în ben-anor trerennin
Si silivrin ne pherth 'waewib
Cenim lyth thílyn thuiennin

A Elbereth Gilthoniel
Men echenim sí derthiel
Ne chaered hen nu 'aladhath
Ngilith or annún-aearath

If Aragorn survives this war, you will still be parted. If Sauron is defeated, and Aragorn made king and all that you hope for comes true, you will still have to taste the bitterness of mortality. Whether by the sword or the slow decay of time, Aragorn will die. And there will be no comfort for you. No comfort to ease the pain of his passing. He will come to death, an image of the splendour of the kings of men in glory undimmed before the breaking of the world. But you, my daughter, you will linger on in darkness and in doubt, as nightfall in winter that comes without a star. Here you will dwell, bound to your grief, under the fading trees, until all the world is changed and the long years of your life are utterly spent. Arwen, there is nothing for you here... only death.

Man ammen toltha i dann hen morn

Si dannatha nauva

Melmelma nóren sina

Núra lá earo núr(i)

Ilfirin nairelma

Nauva.

Ela i ca(le!)

Nenya sina

Corma úhatima

I haryanye.

In gwidh ristennin

Ilfirin nairelma

I fae narchannen

Nauva i nauva

I Lach Anor

Ilfirin nairelma

Ed ardhon gwannen

Ar ullume nucuvalme

Mithrandir, A Randir Vithren!

Ú-reniathachi

Nuava i nauva

Amar galen

Melme(lma) nóren sina

I reniad lín ne môr

Nairelma

Ilfirin nairelma

Ar ullume nucu.

Beyond doubt it would speedily verify the proverb that a nation must ravage itself before foreigners can ravage it, that a a man must despise himself before others can despise him.