blood lust
hot joy of battle
coursed through Theoden's old veins
Eorl's shining scion
coursed through Theoden's old veins
Eorl's shining scion
Labels: literature, proust, Tolkien, war
posted by levinebar at 10:29 AM
seventeen syllables / is all you can cram into / such a tiny screen
Labels: literature, proust, Tolkien, war
posted by levinebar at 10:29 AM
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