cmartkid

Ta` Su`il sits in the darkness on a mountain ledge that lies overtops the vibrant city. He thinks to himself he can easily destroy it and all of its inhabbitants whenever he wants. But why doesn't he? Why doesn't he just destroy everything the beasts, that live within the maze of buildings, love and believe in. They did the very same thing to him. Maybe I don't believe in holding grudges, he thought. He laid down to rest his tired and aching joints. His black fur was covered in a thin layer of dirt and his ebony wings were all ruffled from blowing winds in the mountains. The wolf's eyes had no color. No color what-so-ever. Instead they glo