random notes I find lying around my room. Most of them are ideas for part of stories. I want them kept permanently somewhere, this seems a great place. Feel free to take a look.
ps. some may be part of a story I have wrote and may not make proper sense....
this one I wrote whilst listening to the song She wolf. (27th December 2012)
Standing on the mountain top, looking at the snowy lands below, the need to change over powers any other. I forget the reason I came out here and instead allow the tingle of the change to spread over my body.
As the now familiar tingle becomes stronger, my body starts to shift. To rearrange itself in to that of a pure white wolf.