Even before you tell me your username, I already recognize that prologue from somewhere
Even before you tell me your username, I already recognize that prologue from somewhere
Also the elven avatar helps you recognize it well.
Sometimes, revenge is justice in its purest form.
-Jazdia Crystalspark
Well, the prime factor was the link you post here
The comment section has your fb name in full :v
Damn, I wanted my presence in internet realm stays confidential =.="
After all of those efforts, what an epic fail you spotted my FB username.
Sometimes, revenge is justice in its purest form.
-Jazdia Crystalspark
I would say it's the power of human curiosity that made me spotted you
I have noticed that you are the only one who regularly dwell at this thread. Where are the others?
Sometimes, revenge is justice in its purest form.
-Jazdia Crystalspark
i'm also here but my english so bad,
so i decided to silent reader
Of course I would regularly dwell here. I'm the mod after all
There's a wise saying that says practice makes perfect
Your english is bad? You can start by practicing in here
I have to admit, even my english speaking skill is still nowhere near good
But, if there's a chance to hone it, let's say there's a foreigner that wants a help, I'll gladly attempt to take the chance
And hey, maybe you could suddenly speak better! You'll never know unless you try!
Far over the Misty Mountains rise
Leave us standing upon the height
What was before we see once more
Is our kingdom a distant light
Fiery mountain beneath the moon
The words unspoken, we'll be there soon
For home a song that echoes on
And all who find us will know the tune
Some folk we never forget
Some kind we never forgive
Haven't seen the back of us yet
We'll fight as long as we live
All eyes on the hidden door
To the Lonely Mountain born
We'll ride in the gathering storm
Until we get our long forgotten gold
We lay under the Misty Mountains cold
In slumbers deep, and dreams of gold
We must awake, our lives to make
And in the darkness a torch we hold
From long ago when lanterns burned
Until this day our hearts have yearned
Her fate unknown, the Arkenstone
What was stolen must be returned
We must awake and make the day
To find a song for heart and soul
Some folk we never forget
Some kind we never forgive
Haven't seen the end of it yet
We'll fight as long as we live
All eyes on the hidden door
To the Lonely Mountain born
We'll ride in the gathering storm
Till we get our long forgotten gold
Far away the Misty Mountain's cold.
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Anyone can guess where this song comes from?
Sometimes, revenge is justice in its purest form.
-Jazdia Crystalspark
It is always exciting me to hear those rhythmical words spoken in a song.
Sometimes, revenge is justice in its purest form.
-Jazdia Crystalspark
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