Si hic legere potes, gratuletio.
Where now is the horse and the rider?
Where is the horn that was blowing?
Where is the helm and the hauberk,
and the bright hair flowing?
Where is the hand on the harpstring,
and the red fire glowing?
They have passed like rain on the mountain,
like a wind in the meadow;
The days have gone down in the West
behind the hills into shadow.
Who shall gather the smoke of the deadwood burning,
Or behold the flowing years from the Sea returning?
For all that is gold does not glitter
Not all those who wander are lost
The old that is strong does not whither
Deep roots are not reached by the frost
From the ashes a fire shall be wakened
A light from the darkness shall spring
Renewed shall be the blade that was broken
The crownless again shall be king.
Item List:Bone Dragon Helm gonk Drop Dead Gorgeous Midnight GownElegant Feathered Mask (White Pinions)Lunar ScytheNeck RufflePurplemarine UpsideDown BootsSheer StockingsStealth UltraViolet Sleeves
Estimated Total: 91,223 Gold
(Estimated with known item values on 20 April 2007)
Journal of an Anime Club President and Founder.
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