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There was but one, in a white shimmering gown, she was a vision to the blind, water to the thirsty, LIFE to the dying. The evil around seemed as if it was recoiling in terror of the noble purity
She is the final arbitrator of truth, the final voice of justice..She is the Mother Confessor. Once touched by her magic, you are no longer the person you were.
You are changed forever. Forevermore, you are devoted to her, to the exclusion of all else. What you wanted, what you were, who you were no longer means anything. You would do anything for her.
Your life is no longer yours, it is hers. Queens bow to the mother confessor, men fear her, women hate her for the powers she possesses. It is a lonely life she was born to.
The good need never fear her, evil will never find safety from her wrath. She stands tall amidst the chaos, the blood of war, with tears of grief flowing downa stunning face of lost innocence.
She rages the battle of good versus evil. And though the war is never won, she will fight til the end of days so all might be free.

Before you stands a beautiful black, clear blue- eyed wolf. You look into her eyes and notice that they have a tortured look to them
You wonder why that may be, but you don't ask. You don't know her very well, and you have gotten the feeling that she wouldn't like talking much
She seems to be haunted by something, from her past maybe, and she seems to always be sad. You can't help but feel pity and love for her.
You want to hug her more than anything in the world, but as soon as you think of making a move, she walks away
You can't help but wonder if she had read your mind...

He simply wants to make sweet, sweet love to you!