The cold air hit my face and felt like a knife going over my cheeks. I inhaled the deep breath of the cold and let the piercing cold into my lungs. The coldness of the mountain air and the weather outside hurt my insides but it also let me know I was still alive, still breathing whether I wanted to or not. It still felt better than the hollow pain inside that ached throughout my body every day. I listened to the noises of the mountain now and heard the howling of coyotes, wolves far away, and the night silencing the cackling laughter I kept hearing in my sleep. I looked up to the moon as it continued to grow each and every day and prayed to the moon goddess that this pain would be silenced even just a little. I stared into her glow and felt her light shin down on me but still the pain, the numbness, and the vision of watching my mate kiss the woman who had taken every piece of me that was left then heard her cackling after like the witch she is. Weeks had gone by and still nothin
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