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| Lo. Voglio. Assolutamente. Sembra uscito da un disegno di Keith Thompson...  < --- se anche tu sei grim,metti questa nella tua firma    It is the color of a bleached skull, his flesh; and the long hair which flows below his shoulders is milk-white. From the tapering, beautiful head stare two slanting eyes, crimson and moody, and from the loose sleeves of his yellow gown emerge two slender hands, also the color of bone. Ik gihorta ðat seggen/ ðat sih urhettun ænon muotin/ Hiltibrant enti Haðubrant untar heriun tuem/sunufatarungo iro saro rihtun /garutun se iro guðhamun gurtun sih iro suert ana/ helidos ubar hringa do sie to dero hiltiu ritun This is not a trick! I did not get lucky! I am Gilgamesh Wulfenbach - and I am in control! For man, nothing is impossible. [..] Mount to the highest heights, descend to the lowest depths.Assemble within yourself all the sensations of creation, and be fire and water, dryness and moisture. Imagine that you are everywhere at once- on earth, in the sea, in the sky- that you are not yet born, that you are young and old, that you are dead and beyond death. Ebbene, sì! Robur il Conquistatore, e questo nome lo accetto, e lo porterò perchè ne ho diritto! Forgive me not, for I am life.. You will no doubt resist, and you will no doubt fail. No one can destroy this malevolent creation! Havet og himlen, stjerneskaren tilhope /Bygger seg baner, bygger seg bølger i hjernens bark, /Vennlige hender rekker meg spektroskopet, /Og tanken freder ingen mikrokosmisk mark.  Aniad Hvalin. Gamberi Fantasy
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