"The words you are looking for are hard to define. I couldn't define it for you either, even if I know what you mean. I'm at a loss as well. But may we discuss this tomorrow? I am exhausted and I can't....." Korlash tried to finish his words, but passed out, falling off the bed onto the floor. That night, his dreams consisted of a culmination of his fears. He twisted and turned, fearing for his life.
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Meanwhile, in the forest, the wildlife was dying. The wolf looked to his pack, each dying slowly, and rotting away. He could feel himself slowly closing his eyes for the final time, and ran off to find his friend, hoping he could help him.