Savage beast are we, running the night in search Of prey Devoutly tune to their fear, their wildest dreams come true. Blood moon rises as we pick up the pace to find those foolish enough to stay out, our call the Falling paw to the Hard pavement Our Cry the whisper of the wind. If none We turn on our own numbers the weakest first in order for the pack to live, to remain strong to remain one the Alpha male Strong, cunning, but old and wise knows the humans are becoming Smart knowing to avoid the

What was it like when The gates of heaven fell the angels long ago asked, When the evil that consumed every thing with in its Path. Back when no one could imagen the traitor that would hold open the gate, back when even the earth was hole back when mortals could leave their homes with out fear. of the things that bumped in the night, that started to bump during the day.When peole could work play with out the fear, For they knew that monsters and other things was only a Myth.Well that was a l

the roumors was the The great Epsilon dark had two children one one meek and well manored the other darker and more evil then her farther. this recounts the only excaped victim of Temperance lest before she found him. and just to show ho she felt she let the roumors be come known.
 
 
 
 
 
 i write this in good faith that my story of torucher and pian will get to the masses, some way some how it matter not all becuse i know even as i write this i know shes come