The boy see's the wolf again.
He see's it in the mirror.
He knows it's him.
He likes it.
He talks to her, she tells him her woes.
He is happy she does.
She tells him of her parents behaviour.
Of their punishments and beating her.
He knows they do not deserve her.
His eyes gleam silver.
His fangs grow and his claws sharpen.
He is not as strong as steel.
He is more persistant than it is however.
He becomes stronger than that, stronger than steel, and bone.
He becomes stronger than material.
His confidence has risen.
His strength with it.
His kindness as well.
He helps her.
He loves her.
The demon is also in the mirror.
The angel is as well.
His hair black, and his wisdom ever growing.
He kneels down, and prays.
He flies.
He flies.
He flies.
Now you must find your wolf, your angel, and demon. Now you must write your story.
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