My Family's Weapon
This is too depressing to write about right now...I'll do it later.
Dream wolves ghosting through the night
Whose yellow eyes dart and pierce with eternal sight
And ears that curve and twist like an idle rite
Fur barely rustling at this awful height
On the summits of the mountains of the Wolf Dream...
-Sunwolf
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hey.
-PtG
Later, always later. But later never comes, there's only the endless present. Now and forever. So, do it now?
so impatient. I already did it, but you'll never find it
and those who will won't understand it
that's quite unfair.
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