Trevor

Watching as a peeping tom through a window he stumbles silently acorss these immortals unknowing of thier intent upon the world as he has hunted thier kind long and far without mercy or a second thought.... But as he watched and took into mind what they were doing he questioned his own actions of being a "Hunter". Shaking his head he looks back Ready to strike but knows he cannot face all of them and sits biding his time silently.

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The Willow knows what the Storm does not; that the power to endure harm outlives the power to inflict it.

Insanity and Genius are seperated by degrees of Success......

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Every Rose has it's thorns, mine are just more subtle.......

Submission is the deepest gift of trust, devotion, and love.......