Seize him. Cut his throat. Oh, wait! I’ve changed my mind. Let him go. Step back three paces. Turn around. Close your eyes. Power is power.
If I look back, I am lost..
She moves through moonbeams slowly
She knows just how to hold me
and when her edges soften, her body is my coffin.
We had a rule in my family that you had to play sports. So for me, cheerleading was a less annoying sport of other options, and in my family it counted as a sport. I ended up doing it for a really long time. It was at a time when I didn’t really like much — sports or school — but in the end, in the realm of what I was doing, I liked it okay.
Stiles and I both feel it, every day, just like you said we would, and it makes me think about that quote Jennifer used to start her first class. Because when I feel it, it’s like I’m looking into the heart of an immense darkness.
So what do you do instead?
I look for my friends.
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That was the best part, the dreaming. She dreamed of wolves most every night. A great pack of wolves, with her at the head. She was bigger than any of them, stronger, swifter, faster. She could outrun horses and outfight lions. When she bared her teeth even men would run from her, her belly was never empty long, and her fur kept her warm even when the wind was blowing cold. And her brothers and sisters were with her, many and more of them, fierce and terrible and hers. They would never leave her.