Rise Calla Bryn Sturgis

…February 10, midnight the gifted will reclaim their palace…

In the last months I’ve been outside the my place, walking the outsides, following my shadows and delivering hope to the less fortunate un-gifted people…

I wish that i could learn more and more, and “Moar” like some of the less bright ones might say, life rushes upon me making me wish that i could last forever, that i would be able to see my work, my mistakes and the ability to see the delicious future, the intersection of all ideas, the answer is the future…

The last creation and will of the Wolf, make me a new son, a new “ability”, apparently I had learned the beautiful skill of.. the ability to make videos …

It’s not huge, i mean I’m not great doing it, i had made just ONE video that a public had seen, but the thing… is that they liked… i wish to have more opinions about it, to know what to believe, you all can help me with that task.

this is it, don’t pay attention for the mistakes.

video in Spanish!

Christmas at the wolfe’s nest

Well there’s lots of things to be told and i’m bad when starting new things, so I’ll start changing my subject

First i want to talk about silly Christmas, things aren’t the same as they were when i was a kid, before i expected more about “festivities”, guess that those things are for family people ,I’m not that kind of person,  well i missed the subject , I just wanted to make this blog in honor of my best friend the organic wolf.

-In the darkest of all nights,  the three were running past midnight followed by the distant echoes of a haunted forest, the stomping of their horses started to quiet down, surrounded by tall pines and huge stones they dismounted. Distant memories of their home invaded their thoughts, they were out of their homes for months and all they wanted was leave this obscure place. “We should camp here”- the tanned one suggested, no one hear him instead the oldest one replied with a grunt. The youngest one didn’t notice the discussion and stared at the dark sky, it was filled with shinning stars but what caught his mind was the beauty of the moon that appear far behind the ghostly clouds and steeped forward just to say hi to the kid, the stomping sounds of horses took back the youngsters mind where it belongs, when turning his head he sees his companions moan and ride away. He tries to shout for their attention. But suddenly a  feeling caught him, fear stung him and he stopped and couldn’t shout either, a creatures shape stood in front of him, his horse didn’t see the danger. The dark figure stared at the kid right next to him, death was what the boy feared most and that was the only thought he had, fear filled his body and immobilized him, he tried really hard to shout for help but couldn’t even made the faintest sound the creature suddenly appeared to be filled with the same sensation that overwhelm the kid, both of them were prey of fear and surprise.

mm think of it as the original story of the organic wolf …