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This poem is dedicated to all my comrades dealing with survival's guilt for losing a buddy in combat.
Acer seemed like a normal wolf pup, he always got into mischief and love to play around. The only difference was that he was the son of the pack leaders. His life was perfect, until they found out that he was the wolf of the prophecy. After an attack on his home Acer has to flee for his life....
What happens when the happy ending is over? The smiling faces are all gone. The hope that once filled the hearts of the people, has been smothered by despair. When darkness is the only path to the light, will a small nameless boy be the kingdom of Loth's only chance to be reborn? Or will he...
here is the result of the five words lionheart gave me. i had a bit of fun with the words after the initial omg what will i do with these, lol. hope you enjoy...........