Rhapsody for a Wolf
A bit late to be asking that, I think, if this is their territory I should have asked before heading down the valley.
I hear a deep grinding noise to one side, sense an even blacker blackness and an even colder chill. The thrumming note increases. Sarah did this twice, I remind myself, but did what? Walk down the valley, or face this icy breath and sightless darkness? I take a single step, and a light flickers into being within the black. A small flame, and a faint hint of burning and oil.
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