TIG CXVII: DEAD Thread: By the Waters of Tarn Aeluin

[Galadriel55]

Is this the real life?
Is this just fantasy?
Caught up in werewolf,
An escape from reality.
Open your eyes
Look out to the lake and see
They’re just poor outlaws, they need some sympathy,
Because they’re here to stay, they won’t go,
Through the high, through the low,
And the way the wind blows
That conveys the Dead vote to them,
To them.

Werewolves
Just killed the Seer,
Put a claw against her head, flicked a knife and now she’s dead.
Outlaw
Life has just begun,
But now they’ve gone and thrown your lives away.
Werewolves - oh no!
Your team may still win!
If Ghost’s not back and posting in the morrow
Carry on, catch the wolves - the only thing that matters…

Too soon Kath’s time has come
Sends shivers down the spine, serious calving all the time.
Hello, everybody -
She’s joining you!
She has left her life behind but brings you truth!
Werewolves - arrrrooooooo!
No one wants to die,
But none of you regret you’ve played at all…

She sees a little silhouetto of a man -
Who is it? Who is it? Did she dream of a werewolf?

- Barahirian Rhapsody

“If Sally is the Seer, I’ll eat my hat” -- The Actual Seer