The snow falls, the wind calls.
The winter is here, the Wolfen One sheds her fears.
There will be no more tears.
As she emerges from her slumber, the world with enchanment and plunder.
Nov 8, 2011
Nov 8, 2011 at 12:18 AM UTC
The snow falls, the wind calls.
The winter is here, the Wolfen One sheds her fears.
There will be no more tears.
As she emerges from her slumber, the world with enchanment and plunder.
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