Thanks everyone who's been reviewing Hanging On – more thanks in the next part :-) BTW, Sparrow – what are A1s?
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Kiana
Huntcall
When the moon is bright and the stars are aglow
If you look to the night and listen to its sighs
Where the paths are lit by the lights of the gods
You may glimpse our shadows passing by
For there's magick running swift in our burning hearts
And we won't be chained by the ways you know
There are worlds to explore and creatures to become
With the sky above and the ground below.
We run in packs and we run in herds
We fly with the snow and we dance with the sea
The cares of a man are nothing to us;
With so much to find and so much to see.
We were human once and our blood ran cold
With no copper heat, no sweet hunting cry
But we found ourselves in the depths of the night;
You may glimpse our shadows passing by.
But if you walk through our lands, then beware of the dark
Like you we were once; but a brief breath of fire
Stirred our ravenous souls and our magick awoke
And you see, all we have is a wild desire
To hunt and to kill and to be what we are
For this is the truth they will hide from you still;
That a magical Gift is a magical curse
And the curse of the gods only does what it will.