Getting to be that time of year again, when the two moons cross paths... its a rare occurance, but this year, they'll both be full when it happens.
There would have been a celebration, were my clan still alive. Lots of howling and raw meat and doing things humans just don't like to do in the presense of others.
I wonder, sometimes.. what would have happened, if the Culling had never happened... would the elves still reign? Did it take that one terrible thing for us to finally get the guts - or fury - to rise against them? They did fear the wolves. They knew our power, from legend and from experience. What other race would have dared stand up to the might of demons and hoped to win?
Some legends say we had dragons on our side. A long time ago... well, maybe not so long... I would have written it off as fairytale.
I didn't believe in Deathknight Decanthros, either. I guess... there is truth in all things. Though the legends never really said much about Decanthros the man.
I wonder what they'll say about me?
nostalgic
blah
bouncy