The Alpha and Me
Everything became one, then clumped together, giving rise to despair.
Hope rebelled. In gazes that tried to pierce the dark night, they offered prayers. Was there a chance that fate would smile upon them?
Days have turned into months. Time unfolded in units of years. All endurance and patience became silent witnesses of a long wait. It was not wrong for them to demand a solution now.
"Oh, children of the wolves!"
The echoing voice of Ursa Waverly, The Sacred Elder of the pack, resounded. She broke the silence of the night with a call that echoed through the air. Both hands raised, she tilted her head back, gazing at the full moon.
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