V 17/01 - 20h00 - JdR - Supernatural MOTW - [Fermé]

His hair, it hangs in ringlets, his eyes as black as coal
My happiness attend him wherever he may go
From Tower Hill to Blackwall, I'll wander, weep, and moan
All for my jolly sailor, until he sails home

My heart is pierced by Cupid
I disdain all glittering gold
There is nothing can console me
And my jolly sailor bold

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- Anoldor
- Ben
- Molto
- Mello
- Pandora

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