I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger those who would attempt to poison and destroy my brothers. And you will know my name is Leogran Snowhelm when I lay my vengeance upon thee.
Je saurai te tailler un manteau, de façon barbare, roide et lourd, et doublé de soupçon, qui, comme une guérite, enfermera tes charmes; non de perles brodé, mais de toutes mes larmes. Ta robe, ce sera mon désir, frémissant, onduleux, mon désir qui monte et qui descend, aux pointes se balance, aux vallons se repose, et revêt d'un baiser tout ton corps blanc et rose. #6B854B
I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger those who would attempt to poison and destroy my brothers. And you will know my name is Leogran Snowhelm when I lay my vengeance upon thee.
Je saurai te tailler un manteau, de façon barbare, roide et lourd, et doublé de soupçon, qui, comme une guérite, enfermera tes charmes; non de perles brodé, mais de toutes mes larmes. Ta robe, ce sera mon désir, frémissant, onduleux, mon désir qui monte et qui descend, aux pointes se balance, aux vallons se repose, et revêt d'un baiser tout ton corps blanc et rose. #6B854B
I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger those who would attempt to poison and destroy my brothers. And you will know my name is Leogran Snowhelm when I lay my vengeance upon thee.
Je saurai te tailler un manteau, de façon barbare, roide et lourd, et doublé de soupçon, qui, comme une guérite, enfermera tes charmes; non de perles brodé, mais de toutes mes larmes. Ta robe, ce sera mon désir, frémissant, onduleux, mon désir qui monte et qui descend, aux pointes se balance, aux vallons se repose, et revêt d'un baiser tout ton corps blanc et rose. #6B854B
I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger those who would attempt to poison and destroy my brothers. And you will know my name is Leogran Snowhelm when I lay my vengeance upon thee.
This life, which had been the tomb of his virtue and of his honour, is but a walking shadow; a poor player, that struts and frets his hour upon the stage, and then is heard no more: it is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing.
Lorkhan Ravncrone, hand of the king and heir to the throne
« Anger is running through my vains, so fucked it's driving me insane. No health, no hope, nothing but pain. 30 years to go you said i should be the best, you said i have to prove myself, you said we're a family. 30 years ago. Stuck in the holy money game, gave me a number for a name, stole my life and kept the change. Hey man there's a riot goin'on ! »
Her eyes believed in mysteries, She would lay amongst the leaves of amber. Her spirit wild, heart of a child, yet gentle still and quiet, he loved her... When she would say... "Promise me, when you see, a white rose you'll think of me."
What a piece of work is a man. How noble in reason. How infinite in faculty. In form and moving how express and admirable. In apprehension how like a god. The beauty of the world. The paragon of animals. And yet, to me, what is this quintessence of dust ?
crédit : code par quantum mechanics || gif par permanentmochakisses || #336633 “Lend me your hand and we'll conquer them all ; but lend me your heart and I'll just let you fall. Lend me your eyes, I can change what you see ; but your soul you must keep totally free.”
I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger those who would attempt to poison and destroy my brothers. And you will know my name is Leogran Snowhelm when I lay my vengeance upon thee.
Her eyes believed in mysteries, She would lay amongst the leaves of amber. Her spirit wild, heart of a child, yet gentle still and quiet, he loved her... When she would say... "Promise me, when you see, a white rose you'll think of me."
Je saurai te tailler un manteau, de façon barbare, roide et lourd, et doublé de soupçon, qui, comme une guérite, enfermera tes charmes; non de perles brodé, mais de toutes mes larmes. Ta robe, ce sera mon désir, frémissant, onduleux, mon désir qui monte et qui descend, aux pointes se balance, aux vallons se repose, et revêt d'un baiser tout ton corps blanc et rose. #6B854B
Lay down your sweet and weary head. Night is falling, you have come to journey's end. Sleep now and dream of the ones who came before. They are calling from across the distant shore. Why do you weep? What are these tears upon your face? Soon you will see all of your fears will pass away. Safe in my arms you're only sleeping
crédit : code par quantum mechanics || gif par permanentmochakisses || #336633 “Lend me your hand and we'll conquer them all ; but lend me your heart and I'll just let you fall. Lend me your eyes, I can change what you see ; but your soul you must keep totally free.”
What a piece of work is a man. How noble in reason. How infinite in faculty. In form and moving how express and admirable. In apprehension how like a god. The beauty of the world. The paragon of animals. And yet, to me, what is this quintessence of dust ?
I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger those who would attempt to poison and destroy my brothers. And you will know my name is Leogran Snowhelm when I lay my vengeance upon thee.
What a piece of work is a man. How noble in reason. How infinite in faculty. In form and moving how express and admirable. In apprehension how like a god. The beauty of the world. The paragon of animals. And yet, to me, what is this quintessence of dust ?
Lorkhan Ravncrone, hand of the king and heir to the throne
« Anger is running through my vains, so fucked it's driving me insane. No health, no hope, nothing but pain. 30 years to go you said i should be the best, you said i have to prove myself, you said we're a family. 30 years ago. Stuck in the holy money game, gave me a number for a name, stole my life and kept the change. Hey man there's a riot goin'on ! »
Je saurai te tailler un manteau, de façon barbare, roide et lourd, et doublé de soupçon, qui, comme une guérite, enfermera tes charmes; non de perles brodé, mais de toutes mes larmes. Ta robe, ce sera mon désir, frémissant, onduleux, mon désir qui monte et qui descend, aux pointes se balance, aux vallons se repose, et revêt d'un baiser tout ton corps blanc et rose. #6B854B
crédit : code par quantum mechanics || gif par permanentmochakisses || #336633 “Lend me your hand and we'll conquer them all ; but lend me your heart and I'll just let you fall. Lend me your eyes, I can change what you see ; but your soul you must keep totally free.”
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Lay down your sweet and weary head. Night is falling, you have come to journey's end. Sleep now and dream of the ones who came before. They are calling from across the distant shore. Why do you weep? What are these tears upon your face? Soon you will see all of your fears will pass away. Safe in my arms you're only sleeping
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