She looked so kind and composed yet being frail and lost. as the light of the moon dimmed weeping at it's loss, that is when she saw an angry wolf.
She quickly saw through it's anger and it's mask. Which as soon put on began to fade away. Only to find him scared, of the loss of the light that had once led his way. As she held it close, he wimpered and was scared. For she awoke something never to before know to him. As such she became his light sacred and beautiful. So it was that this little wolf was no longer lost and angry. He found solace and purpose to atone. As No matter the cost, he would return her to her throne.
So all could bathe in hear warming light once more. As it came to pass the wolf grew stronger and with strength was able to accomplished it's goal. Returning her home even though he did not wish to see her go.
Knowing fully he could not hold her for himself.
However now he grew once again angry and cold, for he had saved and lost the one thing he truly wished to hold.
So he howled to the stars, as the sadness took hold. It was then that her light once again took his gaze in the cold.
As he realized that the love he could still hold, and the wolf would no longer feel cold.
That is why to this day the wolf howls at the moon.
I'm glad you're happy, and I truly will miss you. I guess this little wolf will always be destined to howl at the moon.
She quickly saw through it's anger and it's mask. Which as soon put on began to fade away. Only to find him scared, of the loss of the light that had once led his way. As she held it close, he wimpered and was scared. For she awoke something never to before know to him. As such she became his light sacred and beautiful. So it was that this little wolf was no longer lost and angry. He found solace and purpose to atone. As No matter the cost, he would return her to her throne.
So all could bathe in hear warming light once more. As it came to pass the wolf grew stronger and with strength was able to accomplished it's goal. Returning her home even though he did not wish to see her go.
Knowing fully he could not hold her for himself.
However now he grew once again angry and cold, for he had saved and lost the one thing he truly wished to hold.
So he howled to the stars, as the sadness took hold. It was then that her light once again took his gaze in the cold.
As he realized that the love he could still hold, and the wolf would no longer feel cold.
That is why to this day the wolf howls at the moon.
I'm glad you're happy, and I truly will miss you. I guess this little wolf will always be destined to howl at the moon.
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