CROWNED BY BLOOD
The very fabric of reality rippled and warped as power beyond mortal comprehension tore through the ordered world.
The shadow-army that had pressed so close to victory collapsed into dust that the rain immediately began to wash away, leaving nothing but gray streams running between the stones.
But the howl did not leave me untouched. I felt the wolf form unravel around me, the curse burning away like morning mist before sunlight. The beast was torn from my bones in threads of light that hurt to look at, each strand carrying away part of what I had been.
It was not death,my heart still beat, my lungs still drew breath, my mind still thought and planned and loved. But it was an ending nonethel