Hungry wolfs amidst the creek beds allowed me to walk the dark paths of sleeping suburbia. Father wolf stared into my emotionless eyes as I passed the small herd of wonderful beasts.
Angry demons obeyed the wolfs as I walked on. The slow stream silenced my footsteps as the clouds covered the moon. Dwelling in the darkness, I felt good as I a freed butterfly caught in a spiders web, its wings whipped the side of my face as it flew away into the night. Tonight my soul can sleep peacefully while my heart merges with time.
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