{"sf1_id":735140,"sf2_id":"ZeqLp9G1","title":"The Wolf's Watch","author":"Vell Skye","words":262,"posted_at":"2014-07-25T06:14:00.000Z","tags":["Free-Form","Poem","Sad","Wolf","deep","nostalgic"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/735140-the-wolf-s-watch","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/ZeqLp9G1","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/61/95/6195c8dd-b95b-4110-adc3-4f04c656c9b0","description":"And here's another, after quite awhile. I'd still appreciate some feedback.","content":"\"Time is short,\n\nAnd,\n\nI know you're\n\nListening,\n\nSo,\n\nI'll make this\n\nQuick...\"\n\nThe pain,\n\nIt still remained.\n\nMuch less than\n\nThe soul-crushing\n\nAgony,\n\nBut still,\n\nPresent.\n\nThe great wolf lifted\n\nHis head from his\n\nContemplations.\n\n\"Yet again,\n\nLeft alone...\"\n\nHe says,\n\nSighing,\n\nYet again.\n\nThe same,\n\nHeavy,\n\nSigh as every time,\n\nBefore.\n\nHe lowers his head,\n\nAgain,\n\nLooking back,\n\nAgain.\n\n\"Where...?\n\nWhere did it\n\nAll go\n\nWrong...?\n\nWhy am I\n\nAlways left\n\nAlone...?\"\n\nHe asks to the\n\nWind,\n\nCaressing his body,\n\nLike a lover of\n\nOld,\n\nA sad smile breaking\n\nHis old facade.\n\nHe tasted love,\n\nAgain,\n\nAnd again it was...\n\nTainted.\n\nA lie.\n\nAlbeit with good\n\nIntentions,\n\nA lie\n\nNevertheless.\n\nBut...\n\nThe pain didn't\n\nKill him,\n\nAs it had,\n\nBefore.\n\nIt just pierced\n\nHim,\n\nReminded him that\n\nIt wasn't the end.\n\nAs much as he hated\n\nTo admit it,\n\nHe wasn't alone,\n\nEither.\n\nFriends,\n\nEven painful ones,\n\nWere there.\n\nScarce few,\n\nBut enough to push\n\nHim on.\n\nHe no longer held\n\nAny delusions.\n\nHe understood just\n\nHow painful it all\n\nCan be.\n\nHow people\n\nWorked.\n\nThat it wasn't the\n\nEnd.\n\nHe picked his head\n\nUp,\n\nLifting himself\n\nFrom his vigil.\n\nHe shook off his\n\nDoubts,\n\nThe fears of\n\nMistakes,\n\nAnd looked forward,\n\nAgain.\n\nHe was ready for this,\n\nThis journey.\n\nHe was ready for the\n\nHardships,\n\nThe hurt,\n\nThe regret.\n\nBut most of all,\n\nHe was ready\n\nfor the\n\nHappiness.\n\nAs he stepped\n\nForward,\n\nReady to continue on,\n\nHe returned to his\n\nThoughts,\n\nOnce more.\n\n\"You still there...?\n\nDamn...\n\nWell,\n\nIn that case...\"\n\nI'll see you on the other side.\n\n  \n  \n\n"}