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Here's to the winners of the human race Here's to the losers in the game Here's to the soldiers of the bitter war Here's to the wall that bears their name

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Here's to the winners of the human race Here's to the losers in the game Here's to the soldiers of the bitter war Here's to the wall that bears their name
(photo of a movie by Ray Harryhausen) The image is a gritty, photorealistic scene of massive Dwarven defense walls under siege. A legion of stoic Dwarves, clad in heavy, articulated iron and gold armor, stand firmly atop the battlements, armed with intricate, glowing dwarven axes and powerful crossbows, actively firing and dropping heavy stones down upon attackers below. Their faces show fierce determination and concentration. (Environment & Setting) The fortress wall itself is colossal, carved
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Here's to the winners of the human race Here's to the losers in the game Here's to the soldiers of the bitter war Here's to the wall that bears their name
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