You don’t know about death. Nothing can teach you about death like Majesty taught a generation of children about death.
Bilbo Sheepswood is still in my heart, as are the thousands of his kin who threw themselves at the wizard’s tower for the small fortune of gold I put there.
You don’t know about death. Nothing can teach you about death like Majesty taught a generation of children about death.
Bilbo Sheepswood is still in my heart, as are the thousands of his kin who threw themselves at the wizard’s tower for the small fortune of gold I put there.
“My journey… ends…”