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The Wild Hunt, Original
The Wild Hunt
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Sounds of hooves and wolf calls came closer. Odd, considering we were at the park.
"Look away!" I cried, too late, as I recognized the signs of the Wild Hunt.
My best friend, no student of mythology, screamed. In darkness I trembled. When I opened my eyes, I was alone.
Original
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Sounds of hooves and wolf calls came closer. Odd, considering we were at the park.
"Look away!" I cried, too late, as I recognized the signs of the Wild Hunt.
My best friend, no student of mythology, screamed. In darkness I trembled. When I opened my eyes, I was alone.