WOT

Eftersom det inte har hänt något speciellt idag tänkte jag bara citera Robert Jordan, ur hans böcker The Wheel Of Time. Vackra dikter, eller hur?

"But trust is the color of a dark seed growing.
Trust is the color of a heart's blood flowing.
Trust is the color of a soul's last breath.
Trust is the color of death."
-ancient song

"We rode on the winds of the rising storm
We ran to the sounds of the thunder
We danced among the lightning bolts
And tore the world asunder."
-attributed to the Dragon Reborn

"The lions sing and the hills take flight.
The moon by day, and the sun by night.
Blind woman, deaf man, jackdaw fool.
Let the Lord of Chaos rule."
-chant from a children's game heard in Great Aravalon, the Fourth Age