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e a r t .. S i r i u s B l a c k | On a Hot Summers Night, Would you offer your throat To the Wolf With the Red Roses? He turned, twisting in the thick mist, desperate orbs glistening as it clung to him, as death clung to the living. The shadows, they were closing. But Remus Wouldn’t let go. Sirius was bound and chained, he could see it now as his vision began to die, as he, who had so often wished to be dead, began to die before Sirius and Harry. “I’m going to him Harry. Keep a hold of me.” He grabbed Harry’s hand and plunged in, shivering as more of him died. More bits fell away. Except for the shuddering out line of Sirius Black. He pressed on. “I’m here Siri. I’m Here.” His wand was withdrawn. The chains were ghost lock, the spells were ghost spells. “Alohemora” He uttered it in the dank world before grabbing his mate as Sirius fell Free. “Get up Sirius.” Remus hauled the man up and turned about. “Harry Pull!” And the process back to life was begun. Yes I was called Remus John Lupin I am given Remus I turned 36 this year I am cursed as a Werewolf I am a Half Blood wizard My Heart Belongs to Sirius Black I am Male I am Gay I work at Hogwarts School or Witchcraft and Wizardry I bet you say that to all the Boys. Off through the new day's mist I run off from the new day's mist I have come I hunt therefore I am harvest the land taking of the fallen lamb off thruogh the new day's mist I run off from the new day'smist I have come we shift pulsing with the earth company we keep roaming the land while you sleep shape shift nose to the wind shape shift feeling I've been move swift all senses clean earth's gift back to the meaning of life bright is the moon high in starlight chill is the air cold as steel tonight we shift call of the wild fear in your eyes it's later than you realized shape shift nose to the wind shape shift feeling I've been move swift all senses clean earth's gift back to the meaning of life I feel I change back to a better day hair stands on the back of my neck in wildness is the preservation of the world so seek the wolf in thyself shape shift nose to the wind shape shift feeling I've been move swift all senses clean earth's gift back to the meaning of wolf and man Html & image © Roisin Dubh | i f e .. W e r e w o l f |
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