When the rich wage war, it's the poor who die.
Ralph felt a connection when the hands smoothened his own hands, closing his eyes, hypnotized by the touch, he stood still, immovable as a rock.
Lily stopped feeling the entity she thought was something else, terrified, she came out of her hiding place, swallowing her saliva so hard, she swiftly peeped to the other side of the tree, in awe, she struck still at whom she saw
It was the same man that attacked her, the same wolf that bit her to death, she thought of running, yet, to where. Would she be able to run away from the fine-built man that stood, resting on the tree, with closed eyes.?
Lily screamed, closing her ears, her scream slowly changing into a howl. Her nails turned into claws, her body becoming hairily. Her mouth wide opened, her teeth shifting into fangs Her hairs are strangled, and the color of her eyes alters to a blue color.
