And the skies cast a pale grey above the young canine's head And the marshes stirred with the blood and cries of the fallen And the wolf boy crawled and ran and swam to safer shores And the wooden sword greeted his eyes with pulverizing weight And fate herself glared down upon him, awaiting his final decision.
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And the skies cast a pale grey above the young canine's head And the marshes stirred with the blood
