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Pasku

31 @omnivium
Valencia, Spain Spain
CA Catalan
Spanish
English
Finnish
Practicing
Swedish
Practicing

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About Me
Good morning, good evening and good night everybody!
My name is Pascu (Pascual), from Spain.

Something about me...
Im a forester student and I live in Valencia with my girlfriend, Amparo.
I'm a tree lover. I love nature and everything around it.
I'd like to travel to the north of Europe, Japan and New Zeland (specially to see the shire :D)
I'm searching people who wants to improve your english with me.  (But I can help you with your spanish too!!)

Don't be shy, write me!
Hobbies & Interests
LISTEN METAL METAL METAL METAL METAL METAL METAL, in special VIKING METAL, write, walk, BEER, read, video games, viking culture and history :3
Favorite Music
FINNTROLL, Manowar, Equilibrium, Kopiklaani, Heidevolk, Kivimetsan Druidi, Gigatron, Necrophagyst, Meshuggah, Obscura, Noctem, Amon Amarth,Beyond Creation, etc
Favorite Movies
Lord of the rings, Man on the  moon, Lady in the water... (I've more, but I don't remember now xD)
Favorite TV Shows
Family guy, ''Aqu
Favorite Books
The hobbit, The Silmarillion, The lord of the rings... and almost everything written by Tolkien
Favorite Quotes
Sus cejas tan oscuras, con delgado cabello arrastrándose. Un tercer ojo, como un ojo de serpiente, su rostro dorado.
Coronada con un cuerno, ella se escabulló, como una sombra hecha de polvo de estrellas. Ella me acariciaba... susurrando, ahora rasgando.
Entonces desperté de mi sueño con una marca en la piel.
Nuestro juego salvaje, sólo un recuerdo fuera de la balada de un soñador.
Nunca más vi a la hija del bosque, nadie creyó mi historia. Pero entre las formas eternas del antiguo bosque, un anciano se permite su descanso final.

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