‘wake up’ she whispered, and the world slowly started adjusting itself back into focus.
the wolves retreated as the moonlight they once used to guide them in their hunt reluctantly relinquished power over to the reassuring light of morning.
the warmth of the new sun was noticeable but still felt oddly out of place as it slowly stalked through the sky – it’s rays everywhere and nowhere all the same. revealing everything. revealing nothing.
it didn’t seem real.
it doesn’t seem real.
out of the grave comes that which was once destroyed.
a sleeping giant awakened. fear it, but do not stand in it’s way.
it cannot be real.
it has to be real.
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