he brings me to the castle.
it is cold even with him.
i know what i need to do.
i need my maid.
she would believe me, no matter what.
she would bring me the right wear for living with wolves.
i lead the prince to my secret entrance.
I had made this with my little sister.
before she was killed.
by wolves.
I shudder.
he whines.
"hush." i tell him.
he whines again.
"hush."
his ears are flat against his head.
"hush." i repeat.
he quivers beneath my hands.
then i let go.
i squeeze through the tunnel.
i have grown.
it has not.
then, i'm inside.
home.
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Prince of Wolves
Cerita Pendeki hear them howl, for them. for me. for flesh. for blood. and i wonder, i wonder if i'm supposed to feel so empty, so cold. ❄️ #674 in short story - july/august 2017 #216 in my youth - august 2018 -completed