Death, like a midnight stream, Sweeps us away life's a dream. An empty tale, A mourning flower. Cut down and withered by the hour.
When magic runs rampant through the wilderness, it has strange affects on those around it. Trees glow, flowers never seen, but only one species controls it. Wolves.
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