A Broken Wing

Blood. It's the key to life, its what determines who you are, what blood you share, and what blood you've spilt. My blood is that of powerful leaders, who have sprouted rivers of the life essence. The blood that runs through my veins sings to me, I feel that I am meant for something great. I am older than I am, But do not remember. I am meant for something great. I do not remember my childhood, my first memory was being mauled by a lycan, 3 years ago. But I will remember everything one day... like I said. I feel that I am meant for something great, my time is coming.

Hopefully before it's too late.