Blacktail Deer Plateau the ghosts were howlin' in the late afternoon
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in silence he moved. lasher did not know that he still held hope, for dante or for osprey, but for the sake of his pack it must appear that he did. he moved quietly across the swathes of ash upon the ground, sniffing here and there for scents that perhaps he had missed before. emotion gripped him and he paused in the burned ruins of their forest, gazing wearily upon at the canopy.
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RE: the ghosts were howlin' in the late afternoon - by Lasher - July 01, 2015, 08:00 PM