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- Grand Father, Tell Me A Story!
- All Right, Go And Get Your Storybook
- No, No, Not One Of Those, A Real Story
- A Real Story?
- Yes! Tell Me About When You Were A Boy.
- Well, Then, I Shall Have To Take You Back
With Me, A Long Way In Time...

It Was My Thirteenth Year On A Cold Winter's
Day, As I Walked Through The Enchanted Forest,
I Heard The Sounds Of Horses And Men At Arms.
I Felt Compelled To Walk On And Find The Place
Of These Sounds. And When The Forest Did Clear
I Was Standing On A Hill. Before Me There Was
A Great Plane, Atoned The Armies Of The World,
Standing, Waiting. I Thought To Myself, For
Whom Or For What Are They Waiting ?
Suddenly A Gust Of Wind Come Up From The North
There Appeared A Lone Rider, Holding A Sword Of
Steel. Then From The South Came Another, Bearing
A Battle Axe. From The East Came A Third,
Holding A Spiked Club, And Finally, From The
West A Rider Who Wielded A Great Hammer Of War.
With Them Came Their Soldiers Of Death, Followed
By An Army Of Immortals. They Were Few In
Number, But The Look In Their Eyes Told All
Who Beheld Them That They Would Leave This
Day Only In Victory Or Death. And There Was
A Great Silence...

My Heart Began To Pound, Storm Clouds Filled
The Sky With Darkness. Rain Came And Four
Winds Blew With Such Anger That I Held Fast To
A Tree. I Watched The Four Riders Raise Their
Weapons Into The Air. Without Warning, Screaming
Their War Cry They Led The Attack. Down To The
Battle They Ride. They Met The Armies Of The
World With A Mighty Clash! I Could Feel The
Groundshake, The Earth Drank Much Blood That Day.
Each Of The Four, Was Into Himself A Whirlwind
Of Doom !!!

When The Smoke Did Clear, Many Thousands Were
Dead. There Was Much Blood And Gore. Their
Bodies Lay Broken And Scattered Across The
Battle Field, Like Brown Leaves Blown By The
Wind. And I Saw The For Ride Together To The
Top Of The Hill, While Below Them The Soldiers
Of Death Assembled All Those Who Would Now
Swear Allegiance To Them.

And The Four Spoke The Words Of The
Warriors Prayer.

- Gods Of War I Call You, My Sword Is By My Side.
I Seek A Life Of Honor Free From All False Pride.
I Will Crack The Whip With A Bold Mighty Hail.
Cover Me With Death If I Should Ever Fail.
Glory, Majesty, Unity - Hail, Hail, Hail

And As I Stood And Looked On, I Heard The Armies
Of The World Hail Them Without End, And Their
Voices Of Victory Carried Long And Fat Throughout
The Land!




¿Oyes ese sonido en la lejanía? es el sonido de las espadas, que ya se aprestan para la Batalla.

Originalmente enviado por |Bou|
- Grand Father, Tell Me A Story!
- All Right, Go And Get Your Storybook
- No, No, Not One Of Those, A Real Story
- A Real Story?
- Yes! Tell Me About When You Were A Boy.
- Well, Then, I Shall Have To Take You Back
With Me, A Long Way In Time...

It Was My Thirteenth Year On A Cold Winter's
Day, As I Walked Through The Enchanted Forest,
I Heard The Sounds Of Horses And Men At Arms.
I Felt Compelled To Walk On And Find The Place
Of These Sounds. And When The Forest Did Clear
I Was Standing On A Hill. Before Me There Was
A Great Plane, Atoned The Armies Of The World,
Standing, Waiting. I Thought To Myself, For
Whom Or For What Are They Waiting ?
Suddenly A Gust Of Wind Come Up From The North
There Appeared A Lone Rider, Holding A Sword Of
Steel. Then From The South Came Another, Bearing
A Battle Axe. From The East Came A Third,
Holding A Spiked Club, And Finally, From The
West A Rider Who Wielded A Great Hammer Of War.
With Them Came Their Soldiers Of Death, Followed
By An Army Of Immortals. They Were Few In
Number, But The Look In Their Eyes Told All
Who Beheld Them That They Would Leave This
Day Only In Victory Or Death. And There Was
A Great Silence...

My Heart Began To Pound, Storm Clouds Filled
The Sky With Darkness. Rain Came And Four
Winds Blew With Such Anger That I Held Fast To
A Tree. I Watched The Four Riders Raise Their
Weapons Into The Air. Without Warning, Screaming
Their War Cry They Led The Attack. Down To The
Battle They Ride. They Met The Armies Of The
World With A Mighty Clash! I Could Feel The
Groundshake, The Earth Drank Much Blood That Day.
Each Of The Four, Was Into Himself A Whirlwind
Of Doom !!!

When The Smoke Did Clear, Many Thousands Were
Dead. There Was Much Blood And Gore. Their
Bodies Lay Broken And Scattered Across The
Battle Field, Like Brown Leaves Blown By The
Wind. And I Saw The For Ride Together To The
Top Of The Hill, While Below Them The Soldiers
Of Death Assembled All Those Who Would Now
Swear Allegiance To Them.

And The Four Spoke The Words Of The
Warriors Prayer.

- Gods Of War I Call You, My Sword Is By My Side.
I Seek A Life Of Honor Free From All False Pride.
I Will Crack The Whip With A Bold Mighty Hail.
Cover Me With Death If I Should Ever Fail.

Glory, Majesty, Unity - Hail, Hail, Hail

And As I Stood And Looked On, I Heard The Armies
Of The World Hail Them Without End, And Their
Voices Of Victory Carried Long And Fat Throughout
The Land!




¿Oyes ese sonido en la lejanía? es el sonido de las espadas, que ya se aprestan para la Batalla.

Yo no enteder yo ser spanhish cortito con cafe.

R@ptor cunhao, eres el Rey de las citas

Va que te lo voy a traducir pa q veas si mola o qué

Originalmente enviado por |Bou|
XD R@ptor cunhao, eres el Rey de las citas

Va que te lo voy a traducir pa q veas si mola o qué

Asias Güapeton,

La de antimadrid es una mierda, pero mira, como que la de antibarcelona le estoy cogiendo gusto xDDDD

Es coña hombre, salu2

Originalmente enviado por R@ptor


Yo no enteder yo ser spanhish cortito con cafe.

- ¡Abuelo, cuéntame una historia!
- Muy bien, ve y acércame el libro de cuentos.
- No, uno de esos no, una historia de verdad.
- ¿Una historia de verdad?
-¡Sí! Cuéntame algo de cuando eras joven.
- Bien, entonces tendré que llevarte conmigo atrás, muy atrás en el tiempo...

Un frío día de invierno en mis trece años
Cuando caminaba por el Bosque Encantado
Escuché sonidos de caballos y hombres armados.
Algo me impulsó a seguir andando en busca del lugar
Del que venían, y cuando llegué a la linde del bosque
Vi que me encontraba sobre una colina, y ante mí había
Una gran planicie, y en ella los Ejércitos de la Tierra,
Firmes, esperando. Y yo me dije a mí mismo, ¿a quién
O a qué están esperando?
De súbito, una ráfaga de viento se alzó desde el Norte y
Apareció un Jinete Solitario, y blandía una espada de
Acero. Otro llegó por el Sur, y sujetaba
Un hacha de batalla. Por el este llegó un tercero,
Y empuñaba una gran maza, y por último, por el
Oeste un Jinete esgrimiendo un Gran Martillo de Guerra.
Con ellos llegaron sus Soldados de la Muerte, seguidos
Por un ejército de Inmortales. Eran escasos en
Número, pero sus ojos decían a todo aquél
Que los contemplaba, que sólo acabarían aquél
Día tras la victoria o tras la muerte. Y un gran
Silencio se hizo...

Mi corazón comenzó a palpitar, y negros nubarrones
Cubrieron el cielo de tinieblas. La lluvia cayó y los
Cuatro Vientos soplaron con tal furia que a un árbol me
Hube de aferrar. Contemplé a los Cuatro Jinetes alzar sus
Armas hacia el cielo. Sin aviso, entonando su
Grito de guerra encabezaron el ataque. ¡Hacia la
Batalla cabalgaron, y se estrellaron contra los Ejércitos
De la Tierra con gran clamor! Pude notar cómo el
Suelo se agitaba, y mucha sangre aquél día la Tierra bebió.
¡Cada uno de los Cuatro era una Tormenta de Perdición!!!

Cuando el humo se disipó, muchos miles habían
Muerto. La sangre y la muerte campaban. Los
Cuerpos yacían rotos y esparcidos por el
Campo de batalla, como hojas secas arrastradas por
El viento. Y contemplé a los Cuatro cabalgar juntos
Hacia la colina, mientras tras ellos los Soldados de la
Muerte reunían a aquéllos que ahora
Les habrían de jurar lealtad.

Y los Cuatro pronunciaron las palabras de la
Oración del Guerrero.

-Dioses de la Guerra, os llamo, mi espada junto a mí.
Libre de vano Orgullo, busco una vida de Honor.
Mi látigo haré restallar con un gran clamor.
Si llego a fallar, que la muerte se extienda sobre mí.
Gloria, Majestad, Unidad – Ave, Ave, Ave.

¡Y mientras seguía observando de pie, oí a los
Ejércitos de la Tierra aclamarlos sin fin, y sus
Gritos de victoria por todo lo ancho del
Mundo se extendieron!