Wild Heart ,Wolf’s Desire
Gareth held the flickering torch fungus aloft, its light bringing the ancient art to life.
The first carvings were simple. Wolves running under a full moon. A pack hunting. Then, the style changed. A figure appeared among the wolves a human form, but with lines of power radiating from it. In the next panel, the human figure stood between two opposing packs, its hands raised. The wolves on both sides were lying down, heads lowered.
“The Speaker,” Gareth breathed, tracing the carving with a reverent finger.
The story grew darker. The next panels showed the human figure being hunted. Wolves with crude, slashing marks over their bodies the Red Hand symbol chased it. Then, a capture. The human fi
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