<r>Originally posted by Zillian<br/> <CODE><s>[code]</s>Portent fills the prose, of the Silmarillion, moonshine sung in verse, makes a merry Zillian... Wraiths ware ye the risk, o' great victories Pyrrhic crushing all crushes, life's lil' pleasures lyric: Say your doom doth pass, say comes to set a ...