October 15th, 2005


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Reluctantly, I added, "The wolf will guide them to you."
"How long can you share minds with one who scratches and licks himself, who will roll in carrion, who goes mad when a female is in season, who thinks no further than his next meal, before you accept his values as your own? Then what will you be?"
"A guardsman?" I hazarded.

I know. You haven't heard from me in too long.