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Hiya~ <br /><br />
I'm Mikiyora, or Miki for short, I was born September 30th many years ago...<br />
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My main hobbies include writing and drawing, I'm hoping to someday publish my work. But for now they're both things that I love to do as a pastime. <br />
Reading is also something I enjoy a lot . I try to read as much as possible when I can, since I find I barely have enough time anymore to sit down and enjoy a book. My all-time favourites include: Lord of the Rings, The Hobbit, and Seraphina. Those are just a few... my list sort of goes on and on. <br />
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I also love animals! I have a cat named Jackie and a dog named Honoré. I'm hoping to get a Hedgehog someday soon~ <br />
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Anywho, that's all for now!<br />
If you have any questions for me or just wanna chat, message me! I'm super open and happy to talk to you~<br />
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<br />“Three Rings for the Elven-kings under the sky,<br /><br />
Seven for the Dwarf-lords in halls of stone,<br />
Nine for Mortal Men, doomed to die,<br />
One for the Dark Lord on his dark throne<br />
In the Land of Mordor where the Shadows lie.<br />
One Ring to rule them all, One Ring to find them,<br />
One Ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them.<br />
In the Land of Mordor where the Shadows lie.” <br />
― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Lord of the Rings<br />
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<br />Far over the misty mountains cold<br /><br />
To dungeons deep and caverns old<br />
We must away ere break of day<br />
To seek the pale enchanted gold.<br />
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The dwarves of yore made mighty spells,<br />
While hammers fell like ringing bells<br />
In places deep, where dark things sleep,<br />
In hollow halls beneath the fells.<br />
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For ancient king and elvish lord<br />
There many a gleaming golden hoard<br />
They shaped and wrought, and light they caught<br />
To hide in gems on hilt of sword.<br />
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On silver necklaces they strung<br />
The flowering stars, on crowns they hung<br />
The dragon-fire, in twisted wire<br />
They meshed the light of moon and sun.<br />
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Far over the misty mountains cold<br />
To dungeons deep and caverns old<br />
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We must away, ere break of day,<br />
To claim our long-forgotten gold.<br />
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Goblets they carved there for themselves<br />
And harps of gold; where no man delves<br />
There lay they long, and many a song<br />
Was sung unheard by men or elves.<br />
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The pines were roaring on the height<br />
The winds were moaning in the night.<br />
The fire was red, it flaming spread;<br />
The trees like torches blazed with light.<br />
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The bells were ringing in the dale<br />
And men looked up with faces pale;<br />
Then dragon’s ire more fierce that fire<br />
Laid low their towers and houses frail.<br />
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The mountain smoked beneath the moon;<br />
The dwarves, they heard the tramp of doom.<br />
They fled their hall to dying hall<br />
Beneath his feet, beneath the moon.<br />
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Far over the misty mountains grim<br />
To dungeons deep and caverns dim<br />
We must away, ere break of day,<br />
To win our harps and gold from him!
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