J3rX fyrir 19 árum, 9 mánuðum Fjöldi lestra: 194

Gmg sko

aaaa.. það er svo EKKERT að gerast í black and white heiminum.. :P

aldrei neitt á bwgarage.net og aldrei neitt á planetblackandwhite.com

en hva.. hlakkar ykkur til ? :D —-
Eina íslenska B&W Heimasíðan <a href="http://borg.dmm.is/mercia">hér</a></

Bara.. tilbúinn.. ?

Mortice fyrir 19 árum, 9 mánuðum

Need Thee Be Asking?

Mig hlakkar allaveganna til og veit un nokkra fleiri sem gera það Out of doubt, out of dark, to the day's rising
I came singing in the sun, swords unsheathing.
To hope's end I rode and to heart's breaking:
Now for wrath, now for ruin and a red nigthfall!</i

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J3rX fyrir 19 árum, 9 mánuðum

og hvar eru þeir.. eru þeir ekki að stunda þetta áhugamál ? :P —-
Eina íslenska B&W Heimasíðan <a href="http://borg.dmm.is/mercia">hér</a></

Bara.. tilbúinn.. ?

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[Notanda eytt] fyrir 19 árum, 9 mánuðum

Ahemm. Ertu nokkuð að gleyma mér? :P Where now 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?
Where is the spring and the harvest and the tall corn
growing?
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 dead wood burning,
Or behold the flowing years from the Sea returning?
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J3rX fyrir 19 árum, 9 mánuðum

jú þú ert búinn að standa þig frábærlega.. ;Þ —-
Eina íslenska B&W Heimasíðan <a href="http://borg.dmm.is/mercia">hér</a></

Bara.. tilbúinn.. ?

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[Notanda eytt] fyrir 19 árum, 9 mánuðum

Sömuleiðis ;) Where now 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?
Where is the spring and the harvest and the tall corn
growing?
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 dead wood burning,
Or behold the flowing years from the Sea returning?
</font

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Mutter fyrir 19 árum, 9 mánuðum

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