Literature
Wolf's Rain creative writing piece (SPOILERS)
How many nights and days has it been since the light left your hazel eyes? The day you sacrificed your own life and peace for a horrid stranger the world mourned, became dry, and the sky was filled with sorrowful howls. Seeing the red moon covering your face made me realize no hope was ever present. I wanted to believe it was a dream, one where my eyes would open next to you alive again, and see you laugh. But as the others came to join my side I knew this was a hellish reality. Soon everyone around me would become dust of this dying earth, little did I know we would all fade tonight, but you were the first to go and I stayed behind. I ho