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Suddenly into view below came a white horse, gleaming in the shadows, running swiftly. In the dusk its headstall flickered and flashed, as if it were studded with gems like living stars. The rider's cloak streamed behind him, and his hood was thrown back; his golden hair flowed shimmering in the wind of his speed.... it appeared that white light was shining through the form and raiment of the rider, as if though through a thin veil.


Anciennement Gandalf57
"Si ceux qui disent du mal de moi savaient exactement ce que je pense d'eux, ils en diraient bien davantage."
-Sacha Guitry.