I am the breath of the moon and the silence of the trees. I am the winter's frosting on delicate leaves. I am the purity of gold and spring in the air. I am the wolf who plays with others, to be fair. I am the sweet scent of autumn, as the leaves fall and dance. I am the only wolf I know to lose her only true romance. I am the sadness of the ages, that which has never failed. I am the wolf Requitia, and this is my tail!
The Howls of my Mind
This basically just details the inner workings of my writer's mind.