Howling at the moon

Howling at the moon

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Thu, Feb 12, 2015
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Paranormal
I stood still listening for what I can only describe as howling it happens every year on my birthday . But this time it was different it was calling me I could feel it . So I did the only thing I could think of I ran towards the howling , towards the darkness , maybe towards my death .
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Rejected by her mate because she was thought to be weak. He was wrong. //\\//\\//\\ I hear a sorrowful howl promising vengeance. Hearing the sound I let my head fall back watching the darkening sky as soon the air is filled with hundreds of howls mourning their late Alpha and sending their empathy to their late Luna's suffering. Listening my eyes close as the wind blows, listening to the beautiful melancholy of the pack's song. "I always find this type of howl the most beautiful." His voice while was unexpected, was a welcome distraction from my self loathing thoughts. "Does it ever break your heart?" //\\//\\//\\ ***UNDER SERIOUS EDITING AND CONSTRUCTION***

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