Love the vein standing out on her forehead. That’s intensity.
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I can remember the fall of the Berlin Wall, and maybe one or two things before that. Or three…
They marched under the grey and silent cliffs to the feel of Ravenhill. There the river, after winding a wide loop over the valley of Dale, turned from the Mountain on its road to the Lake, flowing swift and noisily. Its bank was bare and rocky, tall and steep above the stream; and gazing out from it over the narrow water, foaming and splashing among many boulders… they could look out and see the dark cavernous opening in a great cliff-wall between the arms of the Mountain. Out of it the waters of the Running River sprang; and out of it too there came a steam and a dark smoke… The only sound was the sound of the stony water…
The Hobbit, by J.R.R. Tolkien, Chapter XI, Upon the Doorstep