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The God of Thunder has never felt happier: day after day, he was with Jane, he lived with Jane, every day - of course with Jane - he enjoyed coffee called by him the earthly nectar of gods... Basically, everything he did, he did it with Jane or had head full of Jane - even during going out to the town with other Avengers, during biting into nuggets, slurping cola, taking a long, hard look at an oilcloth. Always and everywhere: Jane. The day in its beginning didn't differ from the previous ones. Exchange of smiles. Coffee. Breakfast. Coffee. Mail review. Coffee. And finally: a couch plus TV - because a good Avenger is such one Avenger who kno

Burns, burns nice the silent sky touched by silver flame of stars. Only moon sneaked out somewhere... Maybe waits behind the bend - there where new road its start has, road that goes to far far West, road that will not bear my feet - unless it is an elvish ship. Maybe waits behind the bend for the hobbit moon - old friend, maybe it will flash again to the landscapes known so well before it shows the silver path that leads to very peaceful land, before with heavy heart I sob: Farewell, farewell, dearest home!

With golden crowns and with silver bark earst mallorn-trees grew, they guard Lórien now like the soaring towers, like a vast wall. No foe will pass - whether he is faithful to the dark or with lost heart - beneath the roof of mallorn-trees without knowledge of the rulers, without change of soul. But for how long will be trees our guardians? Tell me, the blessed sign of Yavanna. O ye that bind in brightness Anor with Ithil! How much more shadows may ye suffer? How much more light may ye retain? Of the twilight of the moon my Lady sang and of the fate of the sun - that is uncertain because of the darkness. And in every song t

For centuries Asgard, the golden kingdom, has been home to the warriors of the sun. For centuries Asgard has been a power guarding the peace in the Universe, in the Nine Realms placed in the arms of Yggdrasil. For centuries the warriors of the sun have thought that their home, their golden kingdom, would last forever - like an immortal star. For centuries their hearts have been fed by faith and hope. For centuries. Until this day. Only to this day. Asgard. Home. Eternal kingdom surrounded by the sea… „Father! Father!”. „Yes, Loki?”. „Can I and Thor get on the Bifrost?”. „What caprise is this, L