My Own Private Narnia.

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“Wrong will be right, when Aslan comes in sight. At the sound of his roar, sorrows will be no more, when he bares his teeth, Winter meets its death, and when he shakes his mane, we shall have spring again.”

About mirrenaudax

Slightly greying, bequiffed and enterprising visual artist from Up North.
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