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“There once was a girl,” he murmured, “clever and good, who tarried in shadow in the depths of the wood. There also was a King—a shepherd by his crook, who reigned over magic and wrote the old book. The two were together, so the two were the same: “The girl, the King… and the monster they became.”
― One Dark Window
― One Dark Window
“Then suddenly he beheld his sister Éowyn as she lay, and he knew her. He stood a moment as a man who is pierced in the midst of a cry by an arrow through the heart; and then his face went deathly white; and a cold fury rose in him, so that all speech failed him for a while. A fey mood took him.
'Éowyn, Éowyn!' he cried at last: 'Éowyn, how come you here? What madness or devilry is this? Death, death, death! Death take us all!'
Then without taking counsel or waiting for the approach of the men of the City, he spurred headlong back to the front of the great host, and blew
a horn, and cried aloud for the onset. Over the field rang his clear voice calling: 'Death! Ride, ride to ruin and the world's ending!'
And with that the host began to move. But the Rohirrim sang no more.
Death they cried with one voice loud and terrible, and gathering speed like
a great tide their battle swept about their fallen king and passed, roaring
away southwards.”
―
'Éowyn, Éowyn!' he cried at last: 'Éowyn, how come you here? What madness or devilry is this? Death, death, death! Death take us all!'
Then without taking counsel or waiting for the approach of the men of the City, he spurred headlong back to the front of the great host, and blew
a horn, and cried aloud for the onset. Over the field rang his clear voice calling: 'Death! Ride, ride to ruin and the world's ending!'
And with that the host began to move. But the Rohirrim sang no more.
Death they cried with one voice loud and terrible, and gathering speed like
a great tide their battle swept about their fallen king and passed, roaring
away southwards.”
―
“Нас б'ють без сентиментів. Але знаєш, це - добре. І чим більше будуть бити і знущатися - тим краще. Ні один народ не пережив того, що тепер переживає Україна, але й нікому це так не йшло на користь, як іде українцеві. Це перетворить лінивого українського вола на хижого звіра, який, вирвавшися колись на волю, як побачить, що хтось знову протягає до нього лапу - не буде ждати, поки треба оборонятися, а сам буде нападати.”
― Холодний Яр
― Холодний Яр
“За п'ять років на фронтах довелося розрубати в бою череп не одному німцеві, мадярові, москалеві, але що можна піднести шаблю на ворога, який кинув уже зброю, що ворог, лише мертвий - перестає бути ворогом, - з цим я погодився аж тепер, на цьому клаптеві української землі, який треба було відстояти - або загинути.”
― Холодний Яр
― Холодний Яр
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