All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king.
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Notice:
Due to the starting of school on 2.22 I will not be able to come frequently online. Thus, some answers will be delayed and i will not accept any more daily games.
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