SMOKE AND MIRRORS

SMOKE AND MIRRORS

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(Flashback to 6 years ago ) All i remember is my shaking hands being covered in blood , while it dropped into the pure white snow , and there not too far away my mother lay lifeless , and what was left of my father tried to fight off a big red eyed wolf bigger than him , and him uttering to me to run , so that's what I did I ran and ran as tears stained my white wolfs face but I know if I stopped I'd meet the same fate .
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