WolfLupus
06-28-2009, 05:26 PM
“The sunset - the chaos of the winds confronting each other in a mad dance of death, struggling to defeat the other. The glorious sunset glistens of the pure blue lake, creating along with the winds, Clouds of love, peace, and tranquility. From the point I see this, hidden in the short brush, awaiting to see the victor. From this beauty comes the feeling of love and loss, to the want of a wolfess by my side, to feel the compassion sent from these heavenly bodies conflicting, to stand by me until our last full moon together. These thoughts mix and spin around me, as the fight comes to a close, the northern wind beating back the southern, and with the fading light, I step away into the darkness, with the waiting stars, from which I hunt for the salvation to my worries."
- The dark wolf of the coming, beckons to strangers, and surprises them with light.
-WolfLupus
(Written in the location of Breezy Point of the Northern lakes of MN)
- The dark wolf of the coming, beckons to strangers, and surprises them with light.
-WolfLupus
(Written in the location of Breezy Point of the Northern lakes of MN)