The Wolf was born of the shadows.
He is as silent as the wing beat of an owl.
He is as keen as the sight of an eagle.
He is as agile as the movements of a cat.
He is as relentless as the winds of a storm.
The Wolf tames the shadows.
They yield at his command.
His aura is blacker than coal.
It twists and pulses like a living fire.
His is the one true, natural black aura.
The Wolf walks in the shadows.
He makes little sound as he moves.
He is at home in the darkest nights.
The shadow wolves bow at his command.
He brought the shadows to light.
The Wolf was the beginning.
The Wolf will be the end.
He is as old as time.
Yet he is as young as spring.
The Wolf is both sword and shield.
The Wolf.
Skin as pale as moonlight.
With eyes glowing gold.
And hair as black as shadows.
He Who bears the obsidian sword.
He Who has declared war.
He Who will kill
The red demon lord.
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The Shadow Prophecy
SpiritualI receive visions of the future. I receive prophetic dreams. I receive messages from the unknown. I receive them to tell the world of what's to come. That which is written on these digital pages is the foresight of great change. The end and the begi...
