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There're swords, lots of them, and long-bows, with fresh, eager arrows jostle with notched expert axes; legendary hair frame braided beards flowing into refilled tankards drowning curses through broken teeth gnawing at poor personal hygiene across the stench of the public tavern as granite-stares challenge bone-shattering laughter. - All as anticipated - there's Orcs about and the prescribed heroes assemble. - - Slow rolling leaden mist cloaks howling creatures at dawn from deep within the forest, then disabling rain falls at dusk and steel clashes with steel in the storm… - All these exploits ferment short of full strength and stretch onto a wide Winter screen before facing the final critical battle for a 12A Christmas.
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Jul 12, 2016
Jul 12, 2016 at 4:01 PM UTC
Tolkien trilogy
There're swords, lots of them, and long-bows, with fresh, eager arrows jostle with notched expert axes; legendary hair frame braided beards flowing into refilled tankards drowning curses through broken teeth gnawing at poor personal hygiene across the stench of the public tavern as granite-stares challenge bone-shattering laughter. - All as anticipated - there's Orcs about and the prescribed heroes assemble. - - Slow rolling leaden mist cloaks howling creatures at dawn from deep within the forest, then disabling rain falls at dusk and steel clashes with steel in the storm… - All these exploits ferment short of full strength and stretch onto a wide Winter screen before facing the final critical battle for a 12A Christmas.
Inspired by Peter Jackson
stevejeff
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Jul 12, 2016
Jul 12, 2016 at 4:01 PM UTC
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