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Levent Kartal · 05-06-2012, 11:42 AM

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LEVENT KARTAL

i tried running away from me, convince me that i've grown

but i can't change so unnaturally, demons they follow me

convinced that i have grown, but found out all my reasons for insanity

They would hit one last stop before Halifax: a pack territory that sprawled over the mountains. If the rumors were correct, all the wolves lived in caves together—which put Wilson in the mind of pale, weak-eyed mutants that never saw daylight. Even with his companion reassuring him that they came outside too, the cat was less than pleased and seemed adamant that Levent would not find anything useful in Anathema. “Let’s just go to the bloody city and get it over with,” the tom suggested, even as the merchant approached the border from the beach.

On a colder or darker day, the wolf might have agreed with him and hightailed it away from the ocean. As it was, he kept his eyes turned away from the shore as he walked along the grass and rocks toward the territory boundary. “After this,” he insisted quietly. “I want to visit all the packs.” And he truly meant to. He would have gone to the peaceful mountain pack if their borders hadn’t appeared to evaporate. That puzzled him, but he ignored it and decided that it was so weak that it hadn’t been able to handle itself.

“Buraya bakın,” Levent continued. “If they live in the caves, there shouldn’t be many in this section. Fewer albino monstrosities to contend with.” He tried to keep the exasperation out of his voice and gestured dismissively for the cat to either run off or come to his side. After flattening his ears, Wilson chose the latter, although he remained tense as he stood with his companion. The man inhaled deeply then strutted toward the border, pausing and letting out a call for anyone to greet him.

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for amy

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