The Red Wolf
The sky above is filled with an incredible, graceful blue,
"A blue moon," Elias utters gently, staring up at the sky in awe, "incredible." It's as if someone dripped a couple of drops of blue ink onto the moon's watery glow and left it to mix naturally until the whole thing was, well blue.
"Wow," I gasp, unable to take my eyes off of it.
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