[justify]Just like most nights the ebony wolf was seated high on a mound of earth. Reaching as high as the fairest wheel. Looking intently at the sky filled with clouds in all shapes and sizes. Different hues to stormy grey to a purest of white. But that large time glowing lady with that everlasting glue sauntered with pure feminine glow. But it held out it's arms like a protective mother guiding you through the many stars. Tonight was a full night and in moments you will hear him sing. Honestly because of his wolf blood the melody will be perfect.[/justify]
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