Hi, My name is Nighteary. I'm 23 but have the mind of a 16 year old. I'm very troublesome I'll admit that. But I'm a gift. I'm your gift. I control life on Earth and if I die so does nature. I control nature with my voice. I can revive a burnt forest with a song. But I'm also a Werewolf. I have wings and can shapeshift. I have other abilities to but I've been around for a very long time. And I've been through some major shit. I've seen death a lot but haven't died yet. I'm a very complicated person and also very emotionally unstable. I'm running from my past. Sad over my dead mate. Waiting to see my new child again. Happy that I have found love in this hopeless world again. Craving excitement. And Hoping that I can have a somewhat normal life. But this is a story about me. And it starts off at the very beginning. So read on and see what other little things you can learn and feel about my tragic life. Because truthfully I'm one of a kind.