Category:This Index Blows
Raisuli: To Theodore Roosevelt - you are like the Wind and I like the Lion. You form the Tempest. The sand stings my eyes and the Ground is parched. I roar in defiance but you do not hear. But between us there is a difference. I, like the lion, must remain in my place. While you like the wind will never know yours.
Tropes about air and the wind.
Contrast The Ground Beneath Our Feet.
Not to be confused with It Sucks.
Pages in category "This Index Blows"
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