57. Run As Fast As You Can
“Ah, cruel fate, how swiftly joy and sorrow alternate!”
― Raimbaut de Vaqueyras
Ragna
The moment I stepped into the house, I already there was something amiss. Something didn’t sit well around the air around me, and the fact that the house felt so empty and bare. Not a single living life was in the house other than me.
The rage bubbled inside the deepest parts of my soul. I feel it radiate out of me and burn me inside out. I ran towards the basement door and wrenched it out of its hinges. The door drops in a burning heap on my feet.
My light lit the basement floor, but I already knew he wouldn’t be there. I turned on my feet and marched towards the wolves who were supposed to be on patrol. The two teenagers looked from where they were huddled. Eyes wide wit
