• For a wolf that searches for Paradise,how is living the life of a human noble?Where does its heart truely lie in a disturbed world?Atleast long ago all close comrades were released from the curse,had they still been here and watched as to what it has become maybe the wolf would hold more shame over itself...


    Instead even on lonely,full-moon nights it still howls out toward the sky.Night after night,bay after bay the wolf still relies on a response but not from thy comrades.No they have all left,only the sounds of thier distant howling fill the swift air of its dreams.Paradise is waiting for the one who did not come,is the wolf afraid to lose its human counterpart of wich others see as a burden.Its still calling,the hands of Paradise reaching further and further but the wolf will not go,no not yet.The wolf turns its back and runs away,only the rains will tell the memories of the past.