Wolf Moon
Vuko and Vi match me, shifting as I shift, staying close.
I open my mouth to howl and my song is like the shattering of worlds. A vast wind gusts around us, pulling me in this direction and that. And still Vi/Vuko stays with me.
I see everything that has been. I see the battles that Ludovico brought on in his quest for power. I see the betrayals, the torture. I weep for the children, the banished, the forsaken. But I see us, me and Vuko. And we have our own pack. I see the Barren, flowering, no longer the Barren but verdant fields. I see a city--not just this one--filled with magic and life. There is so much to come, I think. So much happiness, laughter, and also the tears and sorrow that ma
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