War must be, while we defend our lives against a destroyer who would devour all; but I do not love the bright sword for its sharpness, nor the arrow for its swiftness, nor the warrior for his glory. I love only that which they defend.
Are you ready for the world to see you as you really are? Look out the window, you know how the game works: disorder, war, all it takes is one step.
i’m sailing to valinor after botfa ends
there will be nothing left for me here