well, im moving. its official.
moonlight filtered in shadows
light connected to self
beast within rages
ocean is calm, yet daunting
senses fail
nurturing stops
you are adult
nuture another
love none
pain grows
the knife glints
gone
dust
wind
ashes
no more is the world yours to gaze upon
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Wolves Den
If the name wasn't plain enough for you to realize it is not a very friendly place to outsiders, the howling in the surrounding Black Forest should.
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