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I've come across this problem a few times so I'll make this clear. I'm taken. So I am not interested.
My name is Tobias Wolf. The last name is not just a name but an identity. My soul is a wolf's soul as it has been for a thousand years or so. Maybe a little more than just that... I am a half demon and I am speaking these words through what I would guess you would consider to be my vessel. My sweet and innocent angel that allows me as much freedom as she can... Some of you may not believe any of this and that's okay. I don't care because I know the truth... if you wish to learn more then message me and I will be more than willing to answer as many questions as my vessel can allow.
As I have said. I am a half demon and I am more than a thousand years old. I have ravaged and destroyed more cities and people than I am willing to say. I was one of the worst out there... taught by the by the worst... I felt nothing and I would have killed you on the spot if you'd got in my way. I was like this until one day... I came across this... you would have guessed a child... by how innocent her scent tasted... but she was a woman... I'd walked up to her with the intent to kill her... but... she looked up...and she saw me coming towards her... I KNOW she knew I was going to kill her... But as I got close enough... she reached out and touched my face... It bloody well took me off guard... none of my victims had ever... willingly... touched me before... and yet this angel... with no fear on her face at all... nor in the aura around her... She just reached out... and touched my face... and she smiled at me... an honest and genuine smile... as if she'd been expecting me to come... as if she were actually GLAD to see a lowly half demon like myself. I... My knees had buckled... And I was kneeling before her... staring up at her in complete and utter amazement... And crying... I'd never cried before... A DEMON... CRYING? And this angel came down on her knees with me and just... continued to stare at me as my tears continued to fall down my cheeks... Still smiling the whole time... She knew what she'd just done to me... Even if she WAS so new to existence... She made me feel things I never thought I'd feel and would have been ashamed to say I'd felt... Compassion... love... kindness... loyalty to someone OTHER than myself... She is a soul made specifically to make demons FEEL... She doesn't just bring salvation to those who need it... She IS salvation... And with one simple touch, she would make even the worst of demons fall to their knees and beg for forgiveness... She is a goddess in her own right... And she is more pure than you can ever possibly imagine...
Hmmm... I have a passion for music. Traditional Celtic music is a favorite because my first life was as an Irishman. I love to read and have read more books than I can count... I have studied with many of the greatest teachers... I enjoy lying in wide open fields and staring up at the sky... I love the night but I also love the sun... And I absolutely love to run. It's freeing and calming...
I stand about 6'5 and I have jet black hair and bright but very dark blue eyes. I've always been decently muscular but still slender somehow...
This is something that was written for me by my mate. It was so sweet that I felt the need to put it on here...
when your arms are around me,
nothing can touch me
you who will always protect me,
from fearsome things I cannot see
if I waje from a haunting dream at night
you're always there to send away my fright
my lover and protector through every night and day
here forever and always
I can't describe my feelings for
you whom I cannot see yet cannot ignore
no possibly perfect way to say I love you
no way to say it and make it any more true
still, I love you and I know you love me
my only with is for the whole world to see
This is one of my favorite quotes.
Its beauty is the beauty of his own mind. Its laws are the laws of his own mind. Nature then becomes to him the measure of his attainments. So much of nature as he is ignorant of, so much of his own mind does he not yet possess.
------- Ralph Waldo Emerson
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