Wolves

Wolves.
There are those who prey upon us in their unwavering loyalty
and
those that fall in love with us and
walk among us until the
White Mother comes
forth in the sky.

Have you ever wondered
what it would be like to venture in the
tails of fur,
sharp teeth
and
unmatched speeds?

Have you ever thought of their hunger for flesh
or their undescribable need
to satify lust?

Wolves.

Our brothers.
Our sisters.
The keepers of our old souls.

Live to dance underneath the night
and
die to walk among them
in their howling
glory.





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