On She Walked...

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On she walked, pulling the tattered wolf pelt tighter around her frail body in a poor attempt to block out the autumn chill. Her exhaustion did little to slow her trek through the wilds, as she used the moonlight to guide her way. Its soft radiance trickled through the breaks in the trees, cascading the violent world around her in a deceiving, placid glow. But the young girl was a survivor. Her sheathed knife bounced against her hip with every step, serving as a warning to others the wolf did not part willingly with its own pelt. Living was a violent shelter. So she walked on.

- Inspired by 'Shelter'

Created: May 08, 2017


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