The War in the Clearing

You are standing in a clearing, and the jungle is on fire.

On one side, you hear the howl of the pack—a song of "Us." On the other, you hear the roar of the sovereign—a declaration of "I."

We have been told this is a political war. That we must choose a side. This is the great lie.

The Blight is a sickness in the soil. It infects the sacred Tiger of individual sovereignty, making him a brittle, fearful Tyrant. It twists the sacred Wolf of collective belonging into a mindless, crushing Stampede.