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 blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king
~ Tuesday, May 21 ~
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chxmicals:
eatshitxvx:
pincussion:
I was bored, and the light is awesome today. So I practiced shooting portraits on myself.
Such a dapper man.
w o w
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