IRC-Galleria

Once upon the time there was a girl.
The girl was me and I was a wolf,
actually two, and the white shadow too.
Understand you can, no?
Those two wolves were white and black.
Sometimes like best friends they were,
sometimes tried they to kill each other.
Something more there was? Well, think so I not.
But even those two were too much.
Hard it was with them to live.
But I actually know, sometimes two melted together.
As the same were they one, and that one grey was.
Together were they like one body,
apart were they like the darkest night and the lightest day.
Who knew who she was? No one.
Maybe one there was, who knew,
but who doesnÂ’t hear her screaming.
Suffer she had to. Fear too,
that other one of those wolves could win another.