10. Hunger Beneath The Howl.

~Ciro Thalos Drevyn~

The sun had long since climbed past the horizon, casting golden threads through the trees. Warmth brushed against my skin, signaling what I already knew.

I was healed.

The wound on my side—the one that should’ve killed me was nothing more than a crusted scar. My limbs ha...

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