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.
Oh hey Kat, cool skirt you made there
Wait, what’s that pattern on it?
#JUST WHIP YOUR SKIRT OFF AND THROW IT AT THE DEMONS #HOW EMBARASSING FOR THEM #THEY WILL TRAPPED IN A FUCKING SKIRT WHILE YOU CAN STAND THERE AND LAUGH AT THEM IN YOUR PANTIES#FUCK YOU DEMONS YOU CAN SUCK MY DICK