Antumbra Holdings [ANTH1]
6 members
Mar 1, 2020(6y)
0% tax
Combat
Kills11
Losses45
Efficiency20%
Danger Ratio100%
ISK
Destroyed45.94m
Lost31.99b
ISK Eff.0%
Balance-31944068405
Activity
Solo Kills2
Final Blows8
Points11
Members6
Last 90 Days
Kills0
Losses0
ISK Destroyed0
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Combat
Kills11
Losses45
Efficiency20%
Danger Ratio100%
ISK
Destroyed45.94m
Lost31.99b
ISK Efficiency0%
Balance-31944068405
Activity
Solo Kills2
Final Blows8
Points11
Members6
Last 90 Days
Kills0
Losses0
ISK Destroyed0
ISK Lost0
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Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
-Dylan Thomas
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Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
-Dylan Thomas
LISTEN
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Losses0
Efficiency0%
ISK Destroyed0
ISK Lost0
ISK Efficiency0%
Solo Kills0
NPC Losses0
Final Blows0
Points0