It had happened yet again.
Another new soul marred by the scars of the battle that our mother nature is fighting.
The baby was laying there on its mother's lap lifeless and cold.
Not a single eye around was dry.
The healer slowly pulled away from the baby from his mother's lap but she wouldn't let go. Nine months of care and nurturing had brought her to this day. She couldn't let go of something which was always a part of her.
The father stepped in. He handed his baby to the healer and took his wife in his arms. The healer wrapped the white cloth over the baby and proceeded with the impending rituals.
The howls and requests of the mother pierced everyone's heart. But what could they do?
The leader declared a state of mourning.
Everyone moved out silently not looking back at what was left behind.
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Nature's Lass
Kurt AdamThe werewolves reside in a biosphere, away from the eyes of the humans. Only the bloodline of rangers know about their existence. Everything was fine until the day the humans opened a bitumen refinery factory near their home. The members started fa...
