For some reason I’m picturing the elves as white trash sovereign citizen types refusing to pay their taxes.
As they fade away… “The flag of Gondor doesn’t have a gold fringe on it and you didn’t write my name in all capitals at a 45 degree angle in red ink therefore this court doesn’t have the authority to…” poof!
The world is changed: I feel it in the water, I feel it in the earth, I smell it in the air… Much that once was is lost, for none now live who remember it. Thusly the government of Gondor shall not excise a tax upon my pouch of gold for their statutes shall not apply to my person henceforth.
For some reason I’m picturing the elves as white trash sovereign citizen types refusing to pay their taxes.
As they fade away… “The flag of Gondor doesn’t have a gold fringe on it and you didn’t write my name in all capitals at a 45 degree angle in red ink therefore this court doesn’t have the authority to…” poof!
Except that they’ll put it in more… eloquent language. 😅
The world is changed: I feel it in the water, I feel it in the earth, I smell it in the air… Much that once was is lost, for none now live who remember it. Thusly the government of Gondor shall not excise a tax upon my pouch of gold for their statutes shall not apply to my person henceforth.
Until we meet again, Ilmen-mariner