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Two moons, one wolf (Part 2)

   As the moons watched down at the struggling wolf, something changed. The wolf would always see both these moons shining down at her, calling to her but it was different now. The wolf watched as one moon turned blood red, displaying colours of pain, death, rage. The other moon was turning dark, becoming cold, harsh and distant. Suddenly, the night started to grow darker. The once illuminated wilderness was engulfed in darkness. The wolf had no way to see through the night. She stumbled along her path, monsters and demons surrounding her. They nipped at the wolf's ankles, arms, wrists and dragged their claws along her fur coat. The wolf growled at them trying to ward them off. She bared her fangs at creatures she could not see. In a desperate attempt she howled out to her moons. Nothing...

  Only cold and loneliness, only demons dancing around her and monsters taking her under. She cried out, her bones shaking, her wounds bleeding, her heartbeat fading. She needed her moons to light up the darkness, to clear away the chaos, to help her find peace.

  Alas, she was alone in this twisted reality...