A dark leader of armies stares into a crystal globe that glows with a fiery, lidless eye, his mind bent to the will of an evil that seeks power above all else. His orders: destroy an ancient wilderness of majestic and mysterious trees, for the benefit of his dark masters. As he signs the decision, you can almost hear George Bush intone in a deep, resounding voice "Rip them all down."
Post curto, só para dar os props à Greenpeace pela boa utilização do imaginário de Tolkien aos dias de hoje. Creepy. Vamos lá, combatam o mal.
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