For it is now a legitimate fear of mine, creeping upon me until it is impossible to ignore or avoid, making its timeless mark upon my form.
Having met such crazy people, and having my life impacted in such a way really has affected me for the better or worse, depending on how I look at it.
On one hand, I am now more vulnerable than I would like to be; I can now be hurt in ways that I couldn't before. On the other hand, however, I have been introduced to this warm feeling that I almost didn't know existed.
It feels now like I am alive, and before like I wasn't living a true life. It makes me laugh to think now that the werewolves have brought me to death, then back to life.
But obviously now I can't fit in anywhere, which is why it is so important that I learn to create a spirit spear.
