Scarred by fate
I cannot breathe.
Her voices crash through my mind.
“Four shall be bound to her soul,
Their fates entwined, their strength united.
Through their bond, the lost shall awaken,
And the ancient bloodline shall be reborn.
From their union, a king shall rise,
A son of both past and future,
To reclaim the throne long forsaken,
And restore balance to the world.
Bound by five, her strength shall awaken,
And through their bond, the Lycans shall rise.
The time nears. The White Wolf stirs.”
Bab Populer