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Lurker in the Mirk
Valinor


Dec 26 2014, 1:13am

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Christmas Carols, Hobbit-style: What's your ditty(s)? Can't Post


Now that we've got all 3 parts of the movies, it's time for seasonal FUN!
What christmas carol(s) could you see representing your feels, appropriately reworded of course, or a scene/plot from the movies?
Lyrics are a plus for your bulking up your Christmas sock... for next yearTongue




First, a warmup. These Hobbity titles are just ROFLMAO classic! I just wish there's also lyrics to these carolsLaugh


(GiF! Source here)

Need some seasonal visuals to get the creative genius going?Smile




(All images are clickies)


Ready?

Get set.

Go!



"I'll say dark and gritty, which, with the Elvenking, translates as Hot and Sexy. Cool" - vanima ephel



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"BoFA"= The Battle || "BotFA"/"tBotFA" = The Hobbit: The Battle of the Five Armies

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Lurker in the Mirk
Valinor


Dec 26 2014, 1:20am

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Carols galore (titles only) [In reply to] Can't Post

Off the top of my head, my carols playlistLaugh
  • Deck the Halls: "Deck the Orcs with Axe and Arrows" (A *GASP* Dwarves and Elves collaboration. DoS Barrel Chase scene).
  • Rudolph The Red-nosed Reindeer: "Thranduil the Fabulous Elf-king" (A *probably* favourite on the Thranduil Appreciation ThreadsAngelic)
  • Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas: The star-crossed lovers' theme "Hear From Us, This Incredible Romance"
  • Santa Claus is Coming to Town: Mithrandir is Coming to Dale (Self-explanatory surely)
  • Christmas Wrapping: Bolg probably composed "Timeline Warping"
  • O Holy Night: "O Holey Right" (A Balin and Bilbo duet, a one-time performance in Erebor only)
  • Carol of the Bells: "Alfrid in His Frum" (Bain sings it, but really, Bard's the ghost lyricist)
  • Peace on Earth: "Pieces of Plot"... all those loose ends! Crazy
  • Christmas Time is Here: Bard sings "Battle time is here" (though in the book Thranduil does the honours)
  • Jingle Bells: Legolas' theme surely is "Parkour Stunts"
  • White Christmas: Yup, Thranduil sings "White Jewels"
  • The Twelve Days of Christmas
    • Thorin probably was singing "Twelves Dwarves I Mistrust" at some point
    • And obviously, I would have to croak my "Twelve Days of Thralldom"


"I'll say dark and gritty, which, with the Elvenking, translates as Hot and Sexy. Cool" - vanima ephel



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"BoFA"= The Battle || "BotFA"/"tBotFA" = The Hobbit: The Battle of the Five Armies

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dernwyn
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Dec 26 2014, 4:28am

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LOL! [In reply to] Can't Post

Moving this to Off-Topic - so "all can share" in it, and also, it'll stay on the page longer! Laugh


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Lurker in the Mirk
Valinor


Dec 26 2014, 1:21pm

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Thanks for drawing this recluse out to Off-Topic, dernwyn [In reply to] Can't Post

But erm... does it really belong here though? *faint echo crickets singing-might they be carolling?*

"I'll say dark and gritty, which, with the Elvenking, translates as Hot and Sexy. Cool" - vanima ephel



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BlackFox
Half-elven


Dec 26 2014, 2:06pm

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"O Arkenstone", performed by Thorin Oakenshield [In reply to] Can't Post

O Arkenstone! O Arkenstone!
Thou shineth so-o-o brightly!
O Arkenstone! O Arkenstone!
Thou shineth so-o-o brightly!
From base to summit, gay and bright,
There's only splendor for the sight.
O Arkenstone! O Arkenstone!
Thou shineth so-o-o brightly!



Lurker in the Mirk
Valinor


Dec 26 2014, 2:11pm

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*Applause* *Standing Ovation* [In reply to] Can't Post

That was beautiful, BlackFox! I had no idea you sang, even though we're neighboursLaughTongue

"I'll say dark and gritty, which, with the Elvenking, translates as Hot and Sexy. Cool" - vanima ephel



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BlackFox
Half-elven


Dec 26 2014, 2:19pm

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*bows* [In reply to] Can't Post

I'm full of surprises, both good and bad. Though I'm not sure which category my singing falls into. AngelicTongue



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Bracegirdle
Valinor


Dec 26 2014, 4:25pm

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"Oh come all ye Faithful" --The Elendilies // [In reply to] Can't Post

 

“Faithless is he that says farewell when the road darkens.”
But, sneaking off in daylight takes much more cunning.



Darkstone
Immortal


Dec 26 2014, 4:36pm

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The Little Drummer Orc [In reply to] Can't Post

Come they told me,
*Boom*
Drums in the deep.

A Fellowship to seize,
*Doom*
Drums in the deep.

A big cave troll we bring,
*Boom*
Drums in the deep.

To try and get the Ring,
*Doom*
Drums in the deep,
Drums in the deep,
Drums in the deep.

So I play my drums,
*Boom*
Here in the deep.

We are coming.

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Bracegirdle
Valinor


Dec 26 2014, 4:36pm

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"Ding Dong Merrily on High" -The Bombadilos // [In reply to] Can't Post

 

“Faithless is he that says farewell when the road darkens.”
But, sneaking off in daylight takes much more cunning.



BlackFox
Half-elven


Dec 26 2014, 4:46pm

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And a couple of more [In reply to] Can't Post

"Down in the Old Forest" ("Down in Yon Forest")
"Huorn Carol" ("Huron Carol")



Bracegirdle
Valinor


Dec 26 2014, 5:28pm

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Deck the Halls [In reply to] Can't Post

“. . . of Khazad-dum
Fa la la la, la la la la.
‘Tis the season for some tombs
Fa la la la, la la la la.

Don we now our grey vambraces
Fa la la, la la la, la la la.
Troll the ancient halls goodness gracious,
Fa la la la la, la la la la.

See the blazing Balrog before us,
Fa la la la la, la la la la.
Mince and crush all for ‘tis them or us.
Fa la la la la, la la la la.”


-The Orcettes

“Faithless is he that says farewell when the road darkens.”
But, sneaking off in daylight takes much more cunning.



Ruxendil_Thoorg
Tol Eressea


Dec 26 2014, 7:57pm

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Ooh ooh, I've got some of these. [In reply to] Can't Post

(reposted from my very first post, years ago)

In the Second Age of Arda, a dark lord gave the Three,
To Elven kings from over the Sea.

In the Second Age of Arda, the Seven gaveth he
To Dwarven lords,
And the Three to Elves from over the Sea.

In the Second Age of Arda, some Rings bestoweth he:
Three to the Elves,
To the Dwarves Seven,
And the Nine to mortal men like me.

In the Second Age of Arda, with cunning, fashioned he
For the Men the Nine,
Three to the Elves,
To the Dwarves Seven,
And himself One to rule them utterly.

In the Second Age of Arda, the dark lord's legacy:
TWENTY GOLD RINGS.
For the Men the Nine,
Three to the Elves,
To the Dwarves Seven,
And himself One to rule them utterly.

In the Second Age of Arda, they donned their jewelry.
Sixth sense-a-tingling,
TWENTY GOLD RINGS.
For the Men the Nine,
Three to the Elves,
To the Dwarves Seven,
And himself One to rule them utterly.

In the Second Age of Arda, the dark lord thought with glee:
Seven Dwarves, I hear you,
Sixth sense-a-tingling,
TWENTY GOLD RINGS.
For the Men the Nine,
Three to the Elves,
To the Dwarves Seven,
And himself One to rule them utterly.

In the Second Age of Arda, the folk no longer free
Hated the enslavement,
Seven Dwarves in terror,
Sixth sense betrayed by
TWENTY GOLD RINGS.
For the Men the Nine,
Three to the Elves,
To the Dwarves Seven,
And himself One to rule them utterly.

In the Second Age of Arda, the dark lord’s deputies,
Nine Nazgul riders,
Hate and fear incarnate,
Seven Dwarves in terror,
Sixth sense betrayed by
TWENTY GOLD RINGS.
For the Men the Nine,
Three to the Elves,
To the Dwarves Seven,
And himself One to rule them utterly.

In the Second Age of Arda, the dark lord did decree:
Them, One to rule,
Nine Nazgul riders,
Hate and fear incarnate,
Seven palantiri,
Sixth sense betrayed by
TWENTY GOLD RINGS.
For the Men the Nine,
Three to the Elves,
To the Dwarves Seven,
And himself One to bind them utterly.

In the Second Age of Arda, his sentinels did see:
Elendil’s men-a-marching,
Then, Elves to join them.
Nine Nazgul riders
Hated to see them.
Seven years besieged,
Sixth sense betrayed by
TWENTY GOLD RINGS.
For the Men the Nine,
Three to the Elves,
To the Dwarves Seven,
And himself One to bind them utterly.

In the Second Age of Arda, in Dagorlad valiantly,
Elves’ spears-a-thrusting,
Elendil’s sword-a-swinging.
Tenth finger falling,
Nine digits quaking,
Ate Narsil’s sharpness,
Severed at the joint,
Sixth sense abandoned.
TWENTY GOLD RINGS:
For the Men the Nine,
Three to the Elves,
To the Dwarves Seven,
But the One Ring, he lost it utterly.

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He was born of mortal frailty mixed with Elven fallen realm,
Comin’ home to a land he’d never been before.
Arvernian behind him, sailed the seas of Middle-earth,
You might say he didn’t know what lay in store.

When his wife came out to find him she'd been turned into a bird,
Upon her breast there shone a shining star,
So he took her to his bosom, and by morn her form returned,
And he shifted West to find the high Valar.

And in Valinor he went before the high,
In doing so, resigned himself to die.
Take up arms against the Shadow, asked he of the high,
of the Valar high. (Fight, fight the Shadow)
of the Valar high. (Fight, fight the Shadow)

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Ruxendil_Thoorg
Tol Eressea


Dec 26 2014, 7:59pm

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Another one, it's short [In reply to] Can't Post

(another repost. written before the Hobbit movies.)

Their names end with -ili, -ur, -alin, -oin, -ori,
and Thorin, especially big in their story,
but do you recall their unlikeliest fellow of all?

Bilbo the burglar Baggins found a shiny Ring of gold
and ever while he bore it, you would never see him...old.
Some of the Dwarves with Thorin used to scoff and call him names:
"More grocer than a burglar!" --Gloin, annoyed with Gandalf's games.

Then one fateful twist did lead Bilbo to a cave.
Gollum, glinting eyes so bright, cursed! when Baggins left his sight.
That's how the Ring left Gollum; it abandoned him, you see.
Later, it passed to Frodo. Now the rest is history.

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He was born of mortal frailty mixed with Elven fallen realm,
Comin’ home to a land he’d never been before.
Arvernian behind him, sailed the seas of Middle-earth,
You might say he didn’t know what lay in store.

When his wife came out to find him she'd been turned into a bird,
Upon her breast there shone a shining star,
So he took her to his bosom, and by morn her form returned,
And he shifted West to find the high Valar.

And in Valinor he went before the high,
In doing so, resigned himself to die.
Take up arms against the Shadow, asked he of the high,
of the Valar high. (Fight, fight the Shadow)
of the Valar high. (Fight, fight the Shadow)

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Ruxendil_Thoorg
Tol Eressea


Dec 26 2014, 8:04pm

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I should probably mention this one too.... [In reply to] Can't Post

(another repost)

'Twas the deep breath ere plunging, when all through the City
not a soul was unworried, 'twas not at all pretty.
The watchmen all stood at their stations with care
While hoping reinforcements soon would be there.

Every civilian lay sleepless with dread,
With visions of bloodshed in each one’s tired head,
And Gandalf in his white robes, and I in Guard’s clothes
Looked East, with unease for our oncoming woes.

When out from the gloom there arose such a clatter
I sprang to my feet to see what was the matter.
Away from the rampart I flew like a flash,
To sheathe my wee sword in its place at my sash.

The Moon-Tower’s blast pierced the moonless black heaven,
Its fell din of sorcery all ears did it deafen,
When what to my horror-struck eyes should appear,
But formations of Orcs, Trolls, and siege engine gear.

Above them, which frightened our staunchest of fighters,
I knew in a moment: Fell Beasts and their Riders.
More rapid than Eagles? The coursers they came,
Below them, a deformed Orc, hunchbacked and lame.

“Now Uruks!” he bellowed. “It’s time, like I said:
On catapults, their helmets, each one with its head!
O’er the top of the walls, now it’s time for our fun!
Age of Man ends! Age of Orc has begun!”

As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky,
So up to the ramparts the Nazgûl they flew
With their steeds seizing soldiers, and dropping them too.

And then, with the twinkling rise of the morn,
I heard in the distance a mellow, clear horn.
As they lifted their heads and were turning around,
Down to the enemy Rohan came with a bound.

But meanwhile, the Steward had gone off his head
In Rath Dínen’s tombs, with Faramir, near dead.
A bundle of wood he had piled up and stacked
As a pyre, like the heathen kings’ from ages back.

His eyes—how they glittered! His laughter, how manic!
His clothes drenched in oil, this I smelled with a panic.
His look, once I thought of as wizardly-wise,
Now unhinged, despairing, before my own eyes.
The palantír stone he clutched tight to his chest
And the smoke it encircled him ere he would rest.
Gandalf then sprang to snatch Faramir tightly,
Revealing the strength in him, bearing him lightly.

So the Steward succumbed to his fiery death bed.
“So passes Denethor,” the White wizard said.
Then off to the Houses of Healing we raced
With Faramir’s fever aflame in his face.

He spoke not a word, going straight to the aiding,
But even Gandalf’s work left the fever unfading.
Then an old wife Ioreth, she spoke an odd thing:
The hands of a healer, the hands of a King.

“The King?” someone asked. “Where be Lord Aragorn?”
“He is come,” a cloaked man spoke, “but is come unadorned.”
It was Strider, and hope, for as lore-masters sing,
The hands of a healer, the hands of a King.

***
Also here's something similar and more recently posted.

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He was born of mortal frailty mixed with Elven fallen realm,
Comin’ home to a land he’d never been before.
Arvernian behind him, sailed the seas of Middle-earth,
You might say he didn’t know what lay in store.

When his wife came out to find him she'd been turned into a bird,
Upon her breast there shone a shining star,
So he took her to his bosom, and by morn her form returned,
And he shifted West to find the high Valar.

And in Valinor he went before the high,
In doing so, resigned himself to die.
Take up arms against the Shadow, asked he of the high,
of the Valar high. (Fight, fight the Shadow)
of the Valar high. (Fight, fight the Shadow)

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Ruxendil_Thoorg
Tol Eressea


Dec 26 2014, 8:09pm

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And one more. [In reply to] Can't Post

(another repost. This one modern, more of a seasonal playist for radio than a carol)

A new acquaintance in the Healing House,
A maiden carried from the field,
Her eyes were grey and staring so forlorn,
Wore her sadness like a shield.

I didn’t recognize the name or face
But then my eyes flew open wide,
I felt a pity when I saw her hurt,
As though something in her died.

You see, my Lord, ‘tis this I cannot stand:
To lie in sloth here, caged and bagged,
There’s no house fairer for those seeking cure,
But for me, the stay has dragged.

So I asked her what she wished of me,
She said she wished to ride to war,
I said my Lady, death may find us yet,
Either looked- or unlooked-for.

We waited for the stroke of doom,
We dared to hope for now
For news of safety from the Eastern gloom,
But neither one knew how.

She said another’s love she’d held out for,
His pity left her cold and dry,
I said her sorrow once I pitied too,
But saw more now, to my eye.

She wore the robes that I had lent to her
Of deepest summer-evening blue
Wrought for my mother late of long ago,
My first grief of youth.

She said it’s seven days he rode away,
I said my joy has known no bound,
Yet pain as well, because of fear and doubt
Of losing what I’d found.

We waited for the stroke of doom,
We dared to hope for now
For news of safety from the Eastern gloom,
But neither one knew how.

We watched for tidings from the Gate,
I waited for the sign
That what I’d found had come too late,
That we were out of time.

And then the sun shone and an Eagle cried,
Sing all ye Children of the West!
The Gate is broken and the King passed through,
The City shall be blessed!

The days that followed, she’d received the call,
I asked her why she did not go?
She looked upon me long, her winter passed,

and said,

Do you not know?

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cmVXYOJzAJM

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He was born of mortal frailty mixed with Elven fallen realm,
Comin’ home to a land he’d never been before.
Arvernian behind him, sailed the seas of Middle-earth,
You might say he didn’t know what lay in store.

When his wife came out to find him she'd been turned into a bird,
Upon her breast there shone a shining star,
So he took her to his bosom, and by morn her form returned,
And he shifted West to find the high Valar.

And in Valinor he went before the high,
In doing so, resigned himself to die.
Take up arms against the Shadow, asked he of the high,
of the Valar high. (Fight, fight the Shadow)
of the Valar high. (Fight, fight the Shadow)

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Ataahua
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Dec 26 2014, 8:48pm

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Spookiest Christmas carol ever. / [In reply to] Can't Post

 

Celebrimbor: "Pretty rings..."
Dwarves: "Pretty rings..."
Men: "Pretty rings..."
Sauron: "Mine's better."

"Ah, how ironic, the addictive qualities of Sauron’s master weapon led to its own destruction. Which just goes to show, kids - if you want two small and noble souls to succeed on a mission of dire importance... send an evil-minded beggar with them too." - Gandalf's Diaries, final par, by Ufthak.


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Rembrethil
Tol Eressea


Dec 27 2014, 3:47am

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Eerily catchy... [In reply to] Can't Post

Diabolically so!!!Laugh Great job!

Call me Rem, and remember, not all who ramble are lost...Uh...where was I?


Rembrethil
Tol Eressea


Dec 27 2014, 2:48pm

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O little Town of Hobbiton (Full song) [In reply to] Can't Post

Well, I gave it a go. Let me know what you think.


O little town of Hobbiton
How peacefully you lie
In Middle-Earth, amidst your mirth
Nazgul go riding by
They seek for one named 'Baggins'
His home of the 'Shire'
The ruling Ring, Isildur's Bane
Forged in Orodruin's fire

But Frodo has left Bag End
The deed is done and signed
And now to stalk him on his walk
Dark riders foll'w behind
They seek him on the Road but
He is nowhere to be found
Without a care and unaware
Sleeping on the ground

The story soon leaves Shire behind
Faint whispers to be heard
Elves and rings, magical things
Most Hobbits think absurd
A Fellowship is formed
Bold and brave and strong
But after loss and counting cost
Frodo must still go on

O little Town of Hobbiton
Listen to this song
From Pelennor to dark Mordor
Battles are raging on
Among great heroes are standing
Those Hobbits at the Fire
The war is won; the deed is done
Frodo has saved the Shire

Call me Rem, and remember, not all who ramble are lost...Uh...where was I?


Bracegirdle
Valinor


Dec 27 2014, 4:41pm

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Is good Rem, very good! // [In reply to] Can't Post

 

“Faithless is he that says farewell when the road darkens.”
But, sneaking off in daylight takes much more cunning.



Ruxendil_Thoorg
Tol Eressea


Dec 27 2014, 5:22pm

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Bravo! [In reply to] Can't Post

Really liked it! Well done.

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He was born of mortal frailty mixed with Elven fallen realm,
Comin’ home to a land he’d never been before.
Arvernian behind him, sailed the seas of Middle-earth,
You might say he didn’t know what lay in store.

When his wife came out to find him she'd been turned into a bird,
Upon her breast there shone a shining star,
So he took her to his bosom, and by morn her form returned,
And he shifted West to find the high Valar.

And in Valinor he went before the high,
In doing so, resigned himself to die.
Take up arms against the Shadow, asked he of the high,
of the Valar high. (Fight, fight the Shadow)
of the Valar high. (Fight, fight the Shadow)

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Rembrethil
Tol Eressea


Dec 27 2014, 6:02pm

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Thanks. [In reply to] Can't Post

I'm glad you think so. I'm pretty blind to the faults and merits alike, of my own works, so I am humbled that you should say so!

Call me Rem, and remember, not all who ramble are lost...Uh...where was I?


Rembrethil
Tol Eressea


Dec 27 2014, 6:04pm

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Glad to hear it. [In reply to] Can't Post

As I said to BG, I am pretty much unable to evaluate my own work, so I really do appreciate it. I am glad you liked it!

Call me Rem, and remember, not all who ramble are lost...Uh...where was I?


Bracegirdle
Valinor


Dec 27 2014, 6:21pm

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Oooh! "We are coming!" *Spine chills* / [In reply to] Can't Post

 

“Faithless is he that says farewell when the road darkens.”
But, sneaking off in daylight takes much more cunning.



Bracegirdle
Valinor


Dec 27 2014, 7:06pm

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I’m dreaming of a Tall White Ship
Just like the ones sailing away.
Where the crystal waves glisten
And we who must remain listen
To hear when our time comes to go.

I dreaming of a Tall White Ship
With every barnacle I scrape.
May our days be merry and bright
And our patience be rewarded with delight.

May your days be merry and bright
And may all your sailings be White.

“Faithless is he that says farewell when the road darkens.”
But, sneaking off in daylight takes much more cunning.


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