A small tear of blood howled down the face of a monsterous being,
Spirits filled the grey void between the earth and the air,
'What am I?!' He weeped silently to himself,
Words for only him.
A thousand years between the Now and the Then and wolf cub thrashes in a net of steel,
Red eyeless souls painted his fur with blood,
They slit his heart, freed his souls,
And let the darkness take him.
There is no sun, only the glow of the remaining souls,
All the colours fade away apart from the True Colour - orange
His own spirit cries from the moon,
And longs to die with him...
Comments and Crit PLEASE.... thanks xhmqx

