Post by The Seer on Jan 13, 2004 14:26:07 GMT -5
The wolfman stood noble eyes cast along the landscape. This is where he truly found himself. This is where he became the power that he is. Called to his side, a great following. The most powerful among them women. What man could refuse power and beauty? Strength, intellegence, beauty. Many would sell their souls to be surrounded by such. Perfect love and loyalty. Loyalty not given blindly, but with cost counted. Mothers all of them, knowing passion and compassion.
A crown held by their hands before the wolfman, and it is he who must bow before them to recieve it.
::The Seer blinked the vision leaving, putting quill to paper the words were written down, along with wisdom::
Do not fail to see the beauty around you, do not fail to recognise the strength at your side. By humbling yourself before them, you gain more than a following, you gain respect.
A crown held by their hands before the wolfman, and it is he who must bow before them to recieve it.
::The Seer blinked the vision leaving, putting quill to paper the words were written down, along with wisdom::
Do not fail to see the beauty around you, do not fail to recognise the strength at your side. By humbling yourself before them, you gain more than a following, you gain respect.