7 August 2012
I follow the path of the wolf, to be his strong left hand. Finding myself from pillar to post, my time often lost to demand.
Still I follow in its footsteps, and they lead me were I tread. Sometimes amongst the living, though often amongst the dead.
The wolf it is my shadow, as it's footsteps are my own. Always in its company, forever the wolf I roam.
Feral Company • Opuss № I