The White wolf

The White wolf

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Around, all around, storm clouds gather. I stand alone in my wolf form as my dread grows as the angry hand of heaven falls against my naked soul. It starts to crush me and my life's blood drips onto the barren land that I once called home. In pain I try to run but Death's shadow hovers close by...
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Coughing as I have an asthma attack, fucking great. Wheezing as I pat my pockets for my inhaler, finding it and breathing it in. Falling to my feet, sitting on the cold floor. Growling. Turning around I panic. I see blazing red eyes in the darkness, crying as a dark shadow flashes towards me. Clumsily trying to stumble away.... That night I wish it was my last, but now I'm here. Alive. A word that is now a curse to me. What happens when I was suppose to be dead but was magically or perhaps purposely bitten?....

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