Миранда, гамбаримас! || pathetic paketik || voin Mira || любовь лаванда акума пиздец ©
All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost,
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be sword that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king.
Not all those who wander are lost,
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be sword that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king.
Я долго не могла придумать, что бы мне хотелось почитать (кроме гор Пратчетта, но нельзя же так много и сразу), и в голову не пришло ничего лучше, чем сесть перечитать ЛотР в оригинале.
Ведь почему бы и нет?