All that is Gold...


A Lord of the rings humour site AND shrine to ALL elves!
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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 the blade that was broken,
    The crownless again shall be king.

 

 

Disclaimer:  The above poem was written by Tolkien and merely stolen by me. In fact, Lord or the Rings and practically everything about it belongs to various people who are not me! I own the work on this site, unless otherwise stated, and that's about it! Life is so not fair!

 

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