[color:"orange"]hitting the ground... I was shattered to pieces... burned to cinders... turned to ashes... scattered by the wind ... silence... sweet single sound of silence rose....[/color]
[color:"#a0a0ff"]HOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWLLLLLLL
the call of loneliness, sad tune coming from the last of his kin... yearning melody... it called me back... song of lost memories... yellow eyes... respect... fur... the last of his kin... [/color]
I awoke, the Shaman and I had fallen over one another, our eyes were close together and met... he understood.
"Shaman, the bond between the races is gone forever, the bond between one and one is still alive. Your enemy, the werewolf, the last of his clan, renewed this bond of mutual respect and understanding with me, the human, again... Do you and your orcs want to share his fate if you carry on with bloodshed?"
His eyes pierced mine again, and then he spoke:
"If one-of-my-clan follows you, I agree. You find - I wait."
[color:"#a0a0ff"]"The soft tune of hope began... a whisper... a gentle breeze... a tiny spark... in search for support...[/color]
