He is an angelic empath of extraordinary ability, but insipid herd beast can not see beyond his fierce will and desire to follow his own path. He will find his way in the world, and he shall be happy. The cattle try to get him to wear a saddle and moo so they can fill his mind with visions of grass, but the boy is a wolf and does not have 4 stomachs and can not digest the grass they try to feed him. Is the boy to blame that the cattle can't see he is not a calf? My beautiful boy is so smart, and so loving. he only wants to be loved, and I can not help but love him. He can not be seen by his father or grandfather because they are too busy grazing to notice. His mother is an angel. It is only through her that he can become what he truly is. But she has been saddled and her wings torn from her body. She has been lied to and abused beyond understanding. She is my angel and I will lift her up away from the herd. I will show her what she truly is. I can never let her down. She is my life, my heart , my soul, and my savior. I am not an angel. I am not a creature of light. I have lived all my life in the shadows. How can I ever hope to be enough? How can I bear to fail them? How can I possibly live without them? How can I love them so incredibly, and make that amazing enormous love last for ever? Love is a madness the world conspires to destroy. Every one and every thing will turn against us, and still I will love them. Even as our bodies fall to ruin and return to dust, still will my love endure. She has always been my heart's desire, and I shall cling to her though the world itself bellow with rage and insanity at the very concept.
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Dragonrouge
08:21 Jan 17 2017
An image so intimate, majestic and painful. I can identify myself with your struggle and splendor!