Oracle: (Ambulare in Satunebris)


As I watched the skinwalker in the form of Erik move around the inside of the tree, I could feel the rage begin to rise inside of me, the ever-present compulsion to destroy, to maim and kill this imposter posing as my friend. As my rage grew, so my excitement grew, my anticipation for the fight to come overpowering any apprehension I might have felt. As the abomination left, I chased, only concerned with venting my emotions on what I knew was a worthy opponent. I needed… release.


Rendourous KruhaKhan

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