Jazz Feylynn Quotes

Teachers' favorite color ink, splashed and dripped down his face a grisly reminder of mistakes bruising his life.

Twist a tongue, and tongue a twist how many twists can a tongue twister twist around the twisting tongue.

The annihilating strokes slashed across my penned heartfelt words.

I assumed this yoke would encase me as well as any another hobble. Only this one bound the mind.

Putting on the collar is taking charge of unexpected situations. Keeping humans from taking control from me. To tell hunters that I'm not prey. Not a trophy by wearing the collar. I looked at the circlet again. Looking deeper, I see not subjugation, but a tool of power to control my fate in the world of man that symbolizes my ownership over both my nature spirit and wolf-self.