Snow drifts silently from above as it shrouded the entire scenery. A lone figure in white stands still in front of a tomb mound.
The air swishes loudly as the figure move its lips. The words forever vanished in this world.
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The figure haven't left the tomb even though the wolf has begun singing its serenade to the moon.
"Till we meet again," the creature said as it left the graveyard.