Each man kills the thing he loves.
The moon rises in a red sky. The Wolf looks at her...her white pale skin reflects the moonlight, her red lips smile at him...he only want to protect her...a wolf heart in a beast...
The moon rises in a red sky. The Wolf looks at her...her white pale skin reflects the moonlight, her red lips smile at him...he only want to protect her...a wolf heart in a beast...
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