I look up the artwork of a wounded spear-carrying Archangel, and I find the artwork of a wounded spear-stricken Wolf. I guess that is what I should expect when searching for spear carriers. Nothing pleasant was ever done with a spear.
Still, I love the pure synchronicity of it all.
I would thank you for the feast but that I know you would have preferred for all your strength to have avoided it. For all it serves to sustain, I would starve and die to just once see a world without such suffering.
My compliments on your victory. My apology for the intimacy. Some frequencies require verbose response. Otherwise the clanging in my poor spongy head would never cease and besides, you *did* put it there for everyone to see. I cannot help if I see a fuller spectrum than some.
Warning: This wolf is equally willing to live up to its principles as kill for them. Seducers and betrayers beware.