Chapter 1- Bitten

Life has never seemed more serene than as I lay dying.

Blood coats the forest floor beneath me, connecting with the foilage-covered soil in a parade of musty, copper smells.

Through the rain drops that fall on me from the treetops, I can feel the icy breath of a dawning winter.

It will be cold this year.

It's a shame Ill never see it- I love the cold.

Most cold.

This cold that envelopes me now is hostile and uninviting, almost empty.

They say that when you're faced with death, your life flashes before your eyes. The same could not be said for me.

All I can think about in that moment, is the wolf.

*COMPLETED*

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