Poema de los Salamandras

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http://www.nickkyme.com/?p=1262Promethean Son
Of noble warriors born, flesh to be shaped anew
Taken from home one morn, far from the land he knew
On pillars of fire he rose, into the Promethean sky
Fear mounting, heart pounding, tear falls from scarlet eye

Suffering and pain as altered body heals
Metal slab and shackling chains adorned with hammer seals
Geneseed of Vulkan, godlike spark
Creating soldier, warrior, servant of Primarch

So long ago now, that fateful day
When the vestiges of man were taken away
Astartes now, and until death
?Till battle steals this warrior?s breath

Hammer made from tempered ore
Smiting the enemies of the Emperor
Rooting-out Chaotic rot, striking while the iron?s hot
Each stroke delivered with Vulkan?s wrath, upon them that stray from the holy path

Thoughts returning home at night, as warrior lies bathed in volcanic light
Eyes ablaze in rememberance, upon cot he lies, as in a trance
Piebald body, scarred and burnt, each a lesson painfully learnt
Battles fought and duty done, rest for now, Promethean Son.

[miguel]

[Gonfrask]

Sera que es su ejercito de toda la vida. Estas cosas se notan (como Abnett escribiendo sobre la Guardia)

[Ricardo7744]

Jo, se me ha saltado una lagrmilla y todo, presioso 



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Mirad una que encontre ayer:

Said Hamlet to Ophelia,
I'll draw a sketch of thee,
What kind of pencil shall I use?
2B or not 2B?
 

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fanfic

[Ricardo7744]

Fanfic ?? Cielo Santo, si la seccion artistica que modero en otro foro tuviese esta calidad me compraba un portatil para no despegarme ni un segundo 

Y no me negaras que lo del 2B te ha llegado, que esos lapices traen muchos recuerdos

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[areyen]