Everyone said the forest was cursed. No child should enter.But Amara had to. When her lantern went out and the mist closed in, she wasn't alone.A huge Black Wolf with golden eyes stepped out of the shadows. He was feared by all, but to her, he was a guardian. He never barked, never bit — he simply stood by her. When she was scared, he stood in front. When she was tired, he slowed down. When she was lost, he guided her home.This is not a story about a scary wolf. It's about the quiet strength that walks beside us when no one else does. For anyone who has ever felt alone.