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Stories by willow_wolfie
Poetry: to let my words speak when...
Here's my story
In short a line or two
Blink once, blink twice,
And it's already through.
The Wildgrove (of thorns)
Lane Wildgrove. A boy tossed around from school to school, state to state, just to avoid the cops.
But this...
Wolf eyes
The first thing I saw were a pair of glimmering, sapphire blue eyes staring down at me, while dull, bloodstai...