Poem / Fantasy
Book / Fantasy
The lone wolf wanders
I shall forever be alone
I am but a mere shadow in the mist, a whisper in the wind. I am
neither here nor there, I am neither dead nor alive, I am
simply, here. If I do not wish to be seen you shall not see me,
if I do not wish to be heard, you shall not here me, if I do
not wish for my presence to be known, you shall not know that I
I have been to many places, seen many things, talked to many people. I have many names, I am seen as many things, I am both loved and feared, honored and revered, I am feared by many, worshipped by others. I belong to neither the nig...ht or the day, good or evil. I am one with both.
I am not one person, one thing, one soul, one creature. I am many. I am everything. The air you breathe, the light you see, the dark you fear, the one you love, the one you hate. I am the bed you sleep in, the food you eat, the water you drink, the house you live in, the care you drive. I am everywhere and anywhere.
But alas, I am also no where. I am but a ghost walking among the living. Neither seen nor heard. I slip into houses through the walls. You feel a sudden cold chill when I appear. You think you see me in the dark but you dont. I am nothing more than a pigment of your imagination.
Or am I?
Hear the howl
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