The Grave of Souls

The Grave of Souls

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Legend says that wolves roam the earth to find the other half of their soul. Nothing could stop them. Fate would always find a way. However not all are favored by the Moon. For the moon, the weaver of fate, only binds all she seem worthy of being whole. And only guides those who are pure and are basked in her light. But werewolves are not pure for they are not only wolves, but also human. Along with the skin comes the grime of dirt, greed, and sin. So for many generations its only rare that a were would find their half. Some souls remain forever lost and uncomplete. Left to endure life without truly being able to find happiness. Just before Nyra had the chance to meet her half, she felt the pain of him being ripped away from her. He's dead and she couldn't believe it. So she took matters into her own hands and decided that she will get him back. For she would never let herself to live and not do anything to get what is for her. She would never let the man that would finally make her happy, to dwell and rot for eternity in the grave of souls.
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After becoming truly omnipotent he lost what was supposed to be his everything. His chosen. His beloved. Call it what you will, he lost a part of his soul. The only person who would tame the cruel beast that he was. Centuries have passed and the gods have shown him favour. He finds her. Or rather, she finds him but what will it take to keep her? *** It all changed when I met him. But it hadn't really changed. The world was still the same : the same trees: the same people. But now I saw the wolves that hid behind the trees, waiting to attack and the fangs the people hid behind their smiles. I saw them all. The witches that enchanted you in the night. The vampires that sucked you dry. The wolves that cut and tore at those who wandered in the woods. All the merciless creatures. And he was one of the them. He led them. He led his world and I even though I did not know it yet, I would too.If I survived it.

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