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amylouise

  • the wolf mystery

    We looked around. I felt sick at what I saw. Bodies covered the floor, blood spilling frt om every part of them. We were standing in the middle of it ...

    • Short Story
    • Fantasy
    2 min read


When she transformed into a butterfly, the caterpillars spoke not of her beauty, but of her weirdness. They wanted her to change back into what she always had been. But she had wings.
— Dean Jackson