The world is a thing well full.
: Allies. Knowers. But do they really?
: Come. Follow. I have much to teach. Eyes half-lidded do no good.
: There is knowledge in these ages past.
: Wolves most dire. To be feared and respected. Honor their land, lest fang and claw be your end.
: Those yet linger that unfulfilled have died.
: Blind. Ignorant. Controlled. What a fucking mess they've made.
: Aos sí. What they do in this day and age? I haven't a clue.
Even still it breathes.
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