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Chapter 3. The burning moonChapter 3: The burning moon.

Death
Will come
When it comes
You stand by gates
To the place you love
And you walk ahead
To the gates
Of heaven
Itself

Hathandirel woke up, with an excruciating headache, ofcourse, being hit by an wagon hurts even if you are an werewolf.

Helga sat in front of him, looking at him with suspicious eyes.  Hainawa and Ran-Oruk were nowhere too be seen.

'' They are out hunting, if that's what's on your mind. ''

'' Slept well? Here, have some vegetable soup, it's a bit cold, but it's good enough for your kind. ''

Htahandirel heard an uncompassionate tone from ever word that touched her li
Chapter 2: Death's at the gateChapter 2. Death's at the gate.

A moment of regret
Carves the way to misery
A moment to forget
Is there nothing I can do?

Crows flocked around the rotting corpse. They hadnt eaten for days, and they were shrieking in joy when the carcass showed itself.

The manwolf walked out from the trees towards the corpse, the crows then disappeared quickly, disatisfied at their loss of new food.

He inspected the extremely rotted body with his golden eyes. The skin that was left was almost chalk black, with what looked liek mold comign otu of parts of rotted flesh. The face was skeletal, no lips, no nose, and no way too say who it was or HAD been
Chapter 1. Manwolf.
The manwolf howled it's tearless cries into the night.   The darkness came closer and closer.    

In the regions on Hjaalmarch, a young Nord boy, roughly the age of 13, had set up camp in the forrests.  He was alone, an orphan no doubt.  The boy had blonde wavy hair and eyes as green as an lush summer's grassplain. He wore the coat of an wolf and an dusty and torn cloak to shield him from nature's unrelenting force.  He wielded an spear made from an long broken branch.  

He sat by the fire, feasting on the squirrel's he had catched 2 hours earlier.     

The boy looked around, the trees were blooming, and beside him ran an fox on the hunt. 

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Another request from an new friend, to be specific, chachi411.

There are some scenes i just cant help but add music to. Out of context, or in context. Hannah by Ray Lamontagne is an song i always have together when i color The Bicycle girl.

This one is one of those.

Whenever i see this page in the comics, this song plays in my head, and this version in particular.

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I love the friendship they have in the comic. WHY YU KILL HER OFF IN THE TV SHOW, KIRKMAN? WHYYYYYYY

Kirkman owns Walking Dead.
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~LeahCupcake28 Feb 10, 2013
Aww :heart: I love Carl and Sophia x3
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