I live in dreams. In mine . . . in yours . . . and in your children's. My voice is thunder, and my soul is forged of lightning. I tear flesh with bloodstained fangs, and I ache for death. I am all these things, but I am a man because I made that choice long ago, before the world was born. Gather here before me, and listen to my tales.
Följer
Berättelser av Gorathyndor
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The Letters
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