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Luna so high above, Shines on my fur, Showing all her love, When the magic does occur. Close the gates to Fenrir's home, Though the patron of my blood, I will follow Luna's dome, Of light that does flood. Forest lit so bright I see, Prey and pack alike, Peaceful it is to me, Fish for the great pike. Hold me close in your embrace, Oh Luna so high above, Flight on paws so full of grace, As if to catch a dove. Harness skills for the winter, Survive on grace and skill alone, So as not to find a splinter, To sins I would not atone. Jaws so strong to spill life, Take only what I need, Or else I find too much strife, For too m

Previously...in the Chronicles of Azeroth... "A frozen piece of meat?". Nailock wondered. "Maybe it's from a dog or some poor". Gabriel said as they headed towards the Marshal Dughan. "Did you feel that master?". Karjub, the imp had been invoked. "Yes Karjub". Davis responded with warning, "guys, something big is coming!". Near the merchant Remy "twice", a group of gnolls approach at full speed. Turns around, and Remy runs with speed toward the square. "Gnolls, gnolls!". Remy screamed, "Gnolls, Gnolls!". A soldier sees such an onslaught and rings the bell of the town, Dughan peered the siege gnoll wave. "Gnolls?!". Dughan exclaimed while

"I am predisposed to believe the best of everybody," she told him. "Except when it comes to how they perceive me. All too often I decide it is the more viable option to prevent myself from hoping they will think well of me... but consequently I often discover that in an effort to guard myself from disappointment... I needlessly linger painfully in despair, spending so much time inside my mind, desperately attempting to come to terms with my sorrowful 'reality'... one wherein I am despised by all those I most passionately admire... convinced I can never with their love, I try to ascertain a method of achieving happiness without them." She look

A thousand things thoroughly thought through And of them a hundred ones I'd like to tell to you A mere dozen I know how to put into words And yet for the lack of effort... not a one is heard