What is truth?

"If I can't move the heavens above, I will move Hell" Sah had been in the GreatWood for a few days now. And that night he found himself simply meandering the Whispershore. It was a beautiful place and the stars shone so brightly up above him. Sah walked along, a warm buzz in his veins from an earlier drink. The former canine wasn't drunk, no, just relaxed. He had spent the early portion of the night at a tavern-stop hearing stories from the locals. And now Sah was just enjoying the warm night air as he explored the area. Turning a corner he noticed a comfortable looking area, shaded beneath the twisting branches of an old tree. Heading over, Sah sat down next to the bench, his back against the elderly tree's bark. Closing his eyes, he leaned his head back, listening to the sounds of the sleeping world. Sah's eyes opened the second he heard a set of footsteps approaching, his head snapping in the direction of the newcomer. sah There stood the wolf in the winter wind Full of fearsome might There stood the wolf in the winter wind King of the winter night. -Tim Vallie