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#also the 'heaped they high o'er the head beloved' thing is like. screams. ok.
lentilmento · 9 months
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His mind once more was meshed in darkness as heaped they high o'er the head beloved a mound of mould and mingled leaves. Light lay the earth on the lonely dead; heavy lay the woe on the heart that lived, and his face and form, not faded ever.
- The Lays of Beleriand, J.R.R. Tolkien
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