Silver Light

By Ahura Werewolf

Silver light.

Silver night.

Like frozen in ice.

Timeless as a diamond.

And as vast as the seas.

We are ancient.

Our teeth like assasins daggers.

Always ready for the thrill of the hunt.

We fill the empty silence with our songs.

Songs of love and warmth.

Songs of sadness and lost.

Songs that send a chill down your spine that goes into your very soul.

The winter is our playtime.

The crunch of the snow beneath our feet is a pleasurable sound.

That only we can appreciate.

We are as old as time itself.

We are wolves.