and at last
i could
discover
your
foot prints....
...................
desperate,
i followed
them
all through
the lonely
beach.
the
moment
i thought
i was
about
to reach
you,
the foot prints
turned
to that
of a wolf
and
entered
the dark cave,
where
i smelled
the blood
of silence.
the
darkness
had a story
to tell,
i saw
the
unmistakable
gleam
of fangs,
and claws
of a werewolf.
Oct 30, 2011
Oct 30, 2011 at 12:42 PM UTC
and at last
i could
discover
your
foot prints....
...................
desperate,
i followed
them
all through
the lonely
beach.
the
moment
i thought
i was
about
to reach
you,
the foot prints
turned
to that
of a wolf
and
entered
the dark cave,
where
i smelled
the blood
of silence.
the
darkness
had a story
to tell,
i saw
the
unmistakable
gleam
of fangs,
and claws
of a werewolf.
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