Create account
A fragment of the Garden of Remembering
Zaori is made by people like you.
4,438
edits
136
pages
1
recent contributor
edits
pages
recent contributor
All that is gold does not glitter, not all those who wander are lost; the old that is strong does not wither, deep roots are not reached by the frost. From the ashes a fire shall be woken, a light from the shadows shall spring; renewed shall be blade that was broken, the crownless again shall be king.