Too Beautiful to Let Die

On a long October night, I found a wolf in a trap. Too beautiful to let die, I hid my fear and freed her under a white moon.

I awoke at dawn to her changing into a woman. We saw each other’s soul. We told our stories. And we were never lonely again.


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