The song of War

[Saosin]

D E N A L I

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This was it.
This was their chance.
They would take it, they would seize it.
No matter what.

It wasn’t the past that mattered now, it was the future. And the future could only come of what they made it.. Of course they would make it together, he and his brother, for that was how it always had been, and always would be. He was as rugged and chiseled as the rocky precipice on which he stood, overlooking the vast landscape that spread out before him. There was a legend out there, just waiting to be written, a dream, only now waiting to be lived. He would let nothing stop them, he would let nothing hinder their path, for surely their fate was foretold in the stars and written in the pages of the moon. When he had been but a mere pup, a sinewy sapling at the mouth of their den, he had dreamed of this very day. The day when they took hold of their future… and ran with it.

The forest seemed to unfold its mighty arms, the mountain exhaled a vigorous breath, and burst forth did the large marbled wolf whose pelt reflected vivid earthen reds and intertwining sepias in the midday luminance. His strides seemed to devour the frigid carpet of soil and ice which gave way with the slightest grown beneath his healthy weight. Frosty air swept inward, rushing over his moist pink tongue, through the gaping of his open jaws and pierced the caverns of his nasal cavities. The atmosphere spoke of newly fallen snow and unclenched opportunity. Surely his brother was not far behind, still hidden within the mammoth pines that had watched over them for days now. He knew he would catch up, for in his brother was born the same strength as he.

He ran for the love of the rush, the feeling of conquering the moment, and the freedom of it all. He knew the months ahead would be arduous, but the excitement of their plans unfolding reached to every nerve ending, every fiber of his lustrous coat, every draw of breath consumed by his lungs. He was prepared to give himself over to the war that was to be waged, and was ready to endure the pain of their battle.[/font][/size]


Run, wolf warrior, to ends eternal
Through the wreckage of the death of the day
Scent of silence under starlight spinning
Run, wolf warrior, through kingdoms' chaos
Senseless cities and ghost towns towering
Howl, O hunter, though few know you're crying
Face upturned into that midnight moon


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[Shai'Ren]

[glow=midnightblue,3,000] J U D A S [/glow]

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Go, into the sand, and the dust, and the sky;
go now, there's no better plan than to do or to die.[/font][/i][/size]


Mirror images, maybe. Twins? Most certainly not. There was a certain snake-like trait to the brother's eyes. Something hidden, something sneaky. And, if one was not sharp enough to catch it there, surely they found it in his smile. The brute emerged from the seas of green, standing out on the unbroken white. A metallic clang of fangs echoed as footfalls stopped their advance beside their kin, orbs trailing the land back over to his partner.

Well, brother? What say you? Soon? The breeding season was under way, and the pups would follow suit. A time of such vulnerability... was favorable to them; favorable to their war, their cause. His hackles rose at the mere mention of their plan, excitement nearly enough to drive him mad... if he weren't mad enough already. He only hoped it would be soon, though in his mind the decision was already made.

The serpentine smile grew.
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Free me, pray to the faith, in the face of the light;
feed me, fill me with sin, and get ready to fight.

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[Shai'Ren]

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