Reviews for _-={Wolven Shrine}=-_

[Zen-Zudokai]

A warrior wounded...but not forgotten...

This piece shows the true courage of any true warrior that fights for that which is righteous! Just listening to it fill me with such energy that I must be typing this review in record time! Anyways on to the story. A warrior who is seeking to avenge his fallen father from a hedious villan is struck hard while fighting the vile creature in a cemetary. We can see him kneeling on the ground his sword in hand keeping him up while his free hand covers his wound. The villain merely grins in satisfaction and taunts the young warrior. "How pathetic. Killed by the same man that killed your father." The young warrior looks up and says to the villain, "The one thing I truly cherished...the one thing that mattered most...you take it from me...WHY!?!" The villain walks forward with his blood-stained sword with quiet steps, still grinning and says, "Your father just had to interfere with my business to assasinate the King. Because his stupid sacrifice the King escaped and I lost quite a sum of money. He interfered with my business and any and all who do such a stupid act will meet death by my hand." The young warrior is infuriated by this horrendous villain and tries to rush forward but is merely kicked back by the villain in his open wound. The young man whinces as the wound opens further which only increases the pain he is already in. The villain laughes evily and says, "Well boy, this is where you die! One thing is truly certain. You are no warrior at all!" The villain charges forward to finish the young warrior but as he charges he is shocked at the warriors eyes. "His eyes...they look just like a wolf's eyes when it gets angry...but how?!" Just before the villain's sword can reach the young warrior's heart he pivots the sword away and spins, slicing cleanly through the villain's stomach, which afterwards his heart is pierced. The villain merely stares back the enraged warrior and the warrior mutters, "You might...have been mistaken...about me..." And pulls his sword with the last bit of his strength. The villain stumbles back in disbelief over his error as his life slowly leaves his eyes. The young warrior slowly walks to his father's grave while bandaging his wound. He grabs a fresh rose among the tombstones and when he reaches his father's grave he clutches the rose petals and lets them fall slowly and silently to his father as he whispers, "Free you father...as you may now rest in peace..." Hold you parents close Maestro. They may not like your greatest gift, but they still hold you dear as their son. Perhaps some day...they will learn to appreciate the gift of music that God has blessed you with. Keep up the good work...

MaestroRage responds:

Hello Zen!

Sorry for the late response my good sir, I did not realize there were many reviews I did not respond to in these previous couple of works.

Your story is one I read while listening to in perfect sync. Everything I read synced up perfectly with the piece and that was an excellent experience! Especially when the part came in for the wolven eyes the enraged child has! What a shiver that sent down my spine!

As for my parents Zen, I do not blame them for what they are, or what they do, they are who they are, and though they do not understand how I feel, or what I do, I am nobody to claim anything. I can respect their feelings, but I will not respect their wishes for me to stop. It is merely not in my agenda.

Thank you for your ongoing support Zen. It is late now, but I have finally found your new chapters in my inbox, I WILL read them tomorrow, and I WILL respond. You've sent them to me nearly a WHOLE month ago! That is not acceptable on my end. I apologize for the very delayed response for those chapters.

Thank you for the review, i'm glad you liked the piece!

[Link1243]

The Wolves Approach.

"What was that sound?" A young boy, spoken to his father. The howls grow louder, echoing across the landscape, a forlorn serenade to the moon and to the outside world. A echo forbidding any trespassing by humanity, defying attempts to tame it.

The father looks up wearily...a sad look on his face. "The wolves, my son, the wolves. They howl to the moon to express their sorrow. To deny us peace on the land we have taken from them. They forbid our further encroachment, yet are near powerless to stop us. We end what they have known for so long, conforming and twisting to our needs, until we completely rid ouselves of it, and wipe the once beautiful place form the earth, leaving a scar on her surface that can never be filled. Ending it, for eternity. That is their lament, it foretells that each one will fight to protect what little it has, to preserve it.. We are so much like them....."

It's not as heartfelt as most of my stories, but IT comes from what I envision from this piece. Thank you for another wonderful music, Maestro.

[Evilyoda]

LOVED IT

i agree with guy below me good story.

[werewolf6666]

I LOVE WOLFS

it's a realy great song and I love wolfs so nice:)
wolfs rock:)

[mushu55t]

Epic

This song is so sad, and yet so mystifying, it's wonderful.

As the wolves howl, magic runes glow on the ground, energy starts to course through them.
The energy soon builds and arcs about 12 feet into the air as a bunch of small rocks, also carved with glowing runes, arrange themselves in a circle around the arc.
The energy is immediately diverted into these stones, and a portal opens, revealing the realm of the wolves.