10
Jan
2016
Nothing can offer content. Nothing can ease the pain. Nothing can wear off the sorrow one is born to bear within.
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Nothing can offer content. Nothing can ease the pain. Nothing can wear off the sorrow one is born to bear within.
You have never turned away from me. And I will never turn away from you. – My Dear Addiction –
Dark Ages shaking the dead. Closed pages better not read. Cold rages burn in your head. – Jethro Tull –
For years we wandered these circles. Hold onto whatever lie gets us through. There are mountains to cross. For all that are willing.
Welcome to the end. Watch your step, Cassandra, you may fall. As I’ve stumbled on the field, sister mine, death’s a certain thing. Find myself in darkest places, find myself drifting away. And the other world, the other world appears … – Blind Guardian –
Doesn’t everyone have their own Rock Island ? Their own little patch of sand ? Where the slow waves crawl and your angels fall and you find you can hardly stand. And just as you’re drowning, well, the tide goes down. And you’re back on your Rock Island. – Jethro Tull –
Lone footprints diverge from tree line. Autumn veils the sloughs with rime. Shell of quagmire. Yet too fragile to bear a man. – Insomnium –
Fangorn Forest was a forest beneath the southeastern flank of the Misty Mountains. It was known for being the last habitation of the Ents and Huorns. It was named after the oldest Ent, Fangorn (Treebeard). It is also called Entwood by the Rohirrim.
