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[aid] => mick
[title] => Laureaore Uruitehendi
[time] => 2005-08-12 13:05:40
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[bodytext] => Among the ancient trees by the shattered ruins of FanyarIsilLinde (Moon Cloud's Song), I stand immovable in stone from his enchantment for many ages, but all the time I am gathering my strength but he cannot see it, For he killed my spirit and left not looking back, I stir from within as one follows the path to where I stand, He stops as his eyes come across the enchanted harp beside me, He cannot help but touch it for it is beautiful, It plays the song of my release, I rise up from within my knowledge is far more than it ever was, I possess knowledge over water, fire, earth and wind, I heal the hearts of broken men, I am called Laureaore Uruitehendi (Golden-Heart, Fiery Eyes) but you may know me as Erualaitalmarea (God has blessed me abundantly). Imica i yara aldaron i rucina atalan etmas FanyarIsilLinde, Inye heca tulca mi ondo va lucerya an rimba yeni, Nan ilya i lume Inyen yomenie tuonya nan varo censa, Anro nehta feanya ar auta la yetan alm, Inye coir va mi ve mine hilya i tie ana yass Inye heca, Hautaro ve hendirya tularta i luhtan nanda aran, Varo sam nan appasa an sa na vanya, Sa tyalin i linde et leryanya, Inye orta amba va mi, handenya haira lil san sa oi ne, Inye harya hande or nen, nar, cemmen ar sure, Inye envinyata i hon et racina firima, Inyen yello Laureaore Uruitehendi, Nan nalye ista ven Erualaitalmarea. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 207 [topic] => 40 [informant] => Erualaitalmarea [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => fantasy )
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