"I will hurt you for this. I don't know how yet, but give me time. A day will come when you think yourself safe and happy, and suddenly your joy will turn to ashes in your mouth, and you'll know the debt is paid."

ARWEN. Currently obsessing over the art of war in Medieval Italy, Langobards, italian maritime republics, knights templar and pirates. +



"It begins as a whisper. A promise. The lightest of breezes dances above the death cries of 300 men. That breeze became a wind. A wind, my brothers, of sacrifice. A wind of freedom. A wind of justice. A wind of vengeance." [x]


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