Your pain is gone; mine is just starting

[Jace Wolfe]

The two wolf dogs stayed together mourning the loss of the two children Jace had birthed before their time, the black and seemingly endless night stretched on and on as though the whole world had been consumed by it. The love they shared tested to the limit as each blamed themselves for the death of the two pups, both convinced that they were not good enough for the other or meant for parenthood.

When morning finally came the sun's rays pierced into the dark crevasses of an abandoned and now hated den, shining down on the grave of those who had passed into death before they had lived