Saturday, May 16, 2015

Guidance

Yes, she tugs at me. If she had a beginning then where is her end?

She wears the fur, her hide, brandishing under the moonlight. She wields the canines, equipped to render you cold and empty. She loves the furer, the wolf and the wolf is one with her.

It's all a riddle, wouldn't you agree and why.....why so serious?

It's just as serious as the darkness birthing a black bird into flight.

legends are birthed and legends will die...the spiral.

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