"And it seemed to him that as in his dream in the house of Bombadil, the grey rain-curtain turned all to silver glass and was rolled back, and he beheld white shores and beyond them a far green country under a swift sunrise."
(ROTK, Book 6, Chapter IX: The Grey Havens).

Saturday, March 27, 2010

Comments

I am really loathe to do this, but unfortunately I have had to add word verification and comment moderation to the comments on my posts. I was getting some rather interesting (and unsavoury!) comments on my posts.

What a bother!

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