You gain strength, courage and confidence by every experience in which you really stop to look fear in the face.✾For one split second, my heart stops and I swear I see the whole world shift.

Man is not what he thinks he is, he is what he hides.✾“After everything that I said, you want to ask me why?”“Why do you want to know where he is? He could have just left for all that you know.”I shake my head, “He’s not like that. He would never leave us alone.”“Why?” Gloc asks again, his question fueling my annoyance. I opened my mouth, words failing me. Why? Should there always be a reason over wanting someone to be safe? Should there always be reasons as to why you want to know where someone is? I start stuttering sounds that don’t even make sense. Like a start of a sentence that I don’t know the continuati

Empathy is seeing with the eyes of another, listening with the ears of another and feeling with the heart of another.✾“Where are we going?”That question has been leaving my mouth for more times than I can count. After I’ve visited Kofi and gave him an excuse that Yohan and I would be buying him a toy back in Laguna, I had left him with Irene. The peculiar woman was more than happy to be left alone with the child, even though she looked as if she would rather be anywhere else. My wolf did feel a little mortified that I had to leave the small boy with a woman who probably didn’t have a single ounce of affection in her body. You couldn’t fake a child’s happiness, however. When Kofi smiles at her, I just knew that when it’s only the two of them, she was probably a whole lot sweeter t

Disgrace yourself so many times you become immune to it.✾The pathway was as how I imagined it to be.                Dark, musky, and cold. The surroundings were made of stone and it’s underground, going goddess knows where. Every now and then I’m fighting the urge to shiver because of the cold. And the funny thing is, I don’t know if it’s due to the temperature of the place or because I’m feeling dread over what’s to come. Maybe both. I couldn’t really tell at this point. Gloc had been a little nice, considering the fact that he’s actually waiting for me now instead of just walking straight ahead as if he’s a man alone on a mission. Contrary to what I assumed; it was just a one straight way. There weren’t a

Great power lies on souls raging with fire.✾The end of the pathway was only a small gated door. There weren’t any locks, so I was able to open slowly and take a peek inside. It was dark, but I was able to check the surroundings perfectly. My wolf was fast in telling me that she didn’t feel any other wolf nearby, at least not a wolf that was near that they would notice that there were people here that weren’t welcomed. Slowly, I walk inside, assessing my surroundings. It was a small room, the walls made of the very same bricks that covered the pathway. There were crates and boxes full of torn shirts and the whole place smelled like sweat and dirt and grime. Covering my nose, I walk towards one of the crates, it was full of dusty old clothes. I lean my head backwards, sighing. Just when I thought I would be clean for a long time; it seems like I would be full of dirt yet again. Digging my hand towards the messy pile, I pick somet