The cry of the loup-garou
It calls to me.
The songs of the forest
They call to me.
The crunch of spine
The twist of sinews
The sweet pounding run
It calls to me.
I escape the world of weakness
And run the nights of wolves.
Wolf Song | |
by Colin NightOn September 18, 2007© All rights reserved
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