The sound of clanking armour, swords and battle-axes clash with aggression.
The scene before her was absolute chaos.
How could this have split so far, creating an actual dark age of violence and despair?
Hundreds of her glorious wolves lay slaughtered on the ground before her feet, yet the battle showed no desire to whine down.
He did this.
He should have been stopped years ago, but hesitation and uncertainty prevented her from doing what was necessary.
She loved him once.
Only a man who held such a void and darkness within could truly accept a being of her dark station in this universe.
It was too easy to become lost and lonely in the darkness; she knew that better than anyone else, but he accepted her.
He never judged or condemned, and she found herself more drawn to hi
