It felt as if history were rewriting itself. Detailing out one wolfs life to the tiniest fragment, the most precise detail. As she carved her way through the tall grass, finding her way through the labyrinth that was this field, she let out an audible sigh.
"Where is it?" Said the wolf to herself.
Aleu stuck her nose to the ground and took a couple faint sniffs. She could've sworn this was the place. However, years of depravity and abandonment had literally changed everything about this place. What is was once before it is no longer. Like a mighty tidal wave in the depths of her mind, images flashed by drowning her in a sea of nostalgic memories. Recollected themselves were the blurred out silhouettes of wolves long gone or possibly dead. Aleu couldn't remember the reason why she had returned to where it all started. Maybe, buried within her sub-conscious, she felt as if the presence of this place might help put her depression at ease. But nothing helped.
September 19th 2014, 11:18 am
