.the wolves howled at the moon
that chilly autumn night
and cold winds whispered through
the scattered leaves
when the first light from
a late, yet crimson dawn,
shined through the morning mist...
she was dead... and so reborn.
caught in a web of silver beams
thrown fro.
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