Thanx Conners & Hermione<3Ron. The kids were acting up and I need absolute silence to work so I had to stop that's why no characters, I wasn't going all artsy on y'all. Not that I'm not already on to the story, as the kiddies are all asleep ... besides, I write best at night.

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The world it moved taking time with it so quickly. Ottery walked by the forbidden forest along the outskirts as if tempting danger by dangling the tasty morsel of his mortal life along the edge of death's precipice. He sighed. Another year almost done and the world changing around him too quickly for him to process and so much had changed while not changing at all. As he walked along the edges of the woods, a lone wolf's cry caught at his heart.

"It always sounds so mournful," he said to the snowy emptiness.

"That's because it is," came a voice from within the woods. Ottery turned to look and found himself staring into red eyes. Large, beautiful mournful red eyes in a wolfish face.

"Who are you?" the boy asked.

"I'm an emissary of the big red, and there's trouble up north," the wolf said. "Keep an ear out. I have to go, I think I was followed."

"Wait, what?" the boy asked. But the wolf disappeared quickly into the forest. The boy paused to think if he should follow. But what did he mean by there's trouble up north?

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still not into it, sorry girls. Maybe laterz ... *sighs* the muse is gone ...