Queenofthenight Stories

A prophecy ties the Alpha King to the undiscovered legend. She will have hair and eyes as dark as midnight. Her curls will be as thick as the most dense forests. In her irises she will hold a storm- capable of destroying them all. She will have a long nose and high cheekbones to signify her royal bearing. She will have skin as pale as the moon light. She will have more control on her wolf than any other creation of Luna. She will be his mate. She will be his greatest ally. She will have the strongest heirs, heirs that can be borne by only her and her reflection. She will make him indestructible. She will be the Queen of the night. And they will share a love more sacred and deep than any two creatures that walked this Earth. The Ruthless Alpha King is satisfied with almost all the conditions of the Prophecy. But let's just say he is overlooking the last one, for obviously, the most dangerous werewolf to walk the Earth could never fall in love, could he? Then again, never say never #2 in neversaynever as of 10th January, 2019

This poem speaks of the moment when the silence between two people becomes heavier and more honest than any words. It is a story of vulnerable surrender, where one allows the other to touch the hidden and dark corners of their existence. It is not about possession, but about transformation: through a calm but intense connection, emotions and parts of our existence that we had forgotten, even from ourselves, are awakened. It is the beauty of giving someone the key to your unspoken truth and seeing that truth become light. Perhaps the lyrics hide something else more intimate... An opportunity to try to discover...

Focus is simple, our Mistress Lunala has been able to receive time to relax off of her duties as an Emissary, so me and my co-worker would kindly ask you to send questions in order to help her relaxation period. Me and my co-worker will assist in the questions, since the Mistress does not understand modern language well. We hope you all enjoy.

"Darkness threatens to destroy civilization as we know it." In a war, no one is safe. Not the warriors who have trained all their lives, nor the small villages outlining the edge of Avifaunia. Darkness threatens to destroy, leaving nothing in its wake. As winter arrives, the likelihood of survival diminishes to virtually nothing. Starvation, hypothermia, and attacks of the Nightengades leave the populus barren of spirit, watching as the ones they love fall around them. If fate continues on its path, all the Avifaunians will be dead by the first light of spring. Three treacherous months encapsed in darkness is all that stands between the promise of life and the eternal chasm of death. Three months to defeat the rogue army of Nightengades, specialized in the tactics of warfare in darkness and experienced in tundra forest survival. With the odds of success falling out of favor, no one can save them, except thee Queen of the Night.

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