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Jun 2017
the pack formed slowly
awaiting their queen
deep low growls and grimaces
as they lined up in front of the cottage

and they started to howl...

she awakens
and emerged from behind the curtains
dark blue eyes like sapphires
that shone under the moonlight

and she howled back...

sharp eyes narrowed
as they bowed to their queen
and their song echoes to the moon
sending lost wishes and dreams
hoping for miracles in the stead of the villagers
Written by
archwolf-angel
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   Melissa S
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