They Got Me
Think of a dying swan, all pathos and elegance. Or of a mighty bear, pulled down by a horde of yipping dogs. Or think heroic Boromir, fighting hordes of Orcs, falling at last full of arrows. It was bound to happen.
Think of a dying swan, all pathos and elegance. Or of a mighty bear, pulled down by a horde of yipping dogs. Or think heroic Boromir, fighting hordes of Orcs, falling at last full of arrows. It was bound to happen.