Guardian

We could all be so lucky as to have such a Guardian

Words From The Underground

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The wolf was howling at her door again.

Every night since she’d moved into her new house 2 weeks ago she’d heard him.  At first she’d thought it was the wind.  It was a low, mournful sound.   Then she’d asked the neighbors thinking someone’s dog had gotten loose but no one else had heard anything.  She heard nothing during the day, it was only late at night, after midnight, when the eerie howling would begin.

Sometimes it would skip a day.  Sometimes it was louder than others.  When she could sleep through it she had very strange dreams.  One night when she finally decided to look outside, she peeked through the blinds and saw him…a large white wolf, pacing in front of her door.  She watched him for several minutes before the howling began.  He turned his back to the door, lifted his head & began his cry.  It sent a chill up…

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