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A review by fedallah
The Return of the King by J.R.R. Tolkien
5.0
«No moon is there, no voice, no sound
of beating heart; a sigh profound.
Once in each age, as each age dies,
alone is heard. Far, far it lies.
Upon the plain, there rushed forth and high
shadows at dead end of night and mirrored in the sky
far, far away, beyond might of day.
And there lay the land of the dead of mortal cold decay.»©
of beating heart; a sigh profound.
Once in each age, as each age dies,
alone is heard. Far, far it lies.
Upon the plain, there rushed forth and high
shadows at dead end of night and mirrored in the sky
far, far away, beyond might of day.
And there lay the land of the dead of mortal cold decay.»©