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the crys of a wolf could be herd by anything though rock and metal, days scinece my master had forsaken me now alone in the dark wondering what would become of my world,a voice in the deep calling my name, i had to follow because of the cold and the solitude, a shadow of myself my only friend and my hunger bent my will, i thought it was the end, but then she came and smiled and said,"do you need a new master my friend?" with out hesation i told her,"YES!" and then i was hers till her grusim end.
months had past know sign or word that voice of her i still dream i could her, but the i was cold agian and alone, if only my curse was never shown, but with i sigh i lifted my head high, to she another, luccia... a friend and teacher, so i smiled and siad," hello master" with a smile.