The Vision (2)
I never wanted to know anything about the man who gave us this title. But I was watching this battle scene unfold before my eyes. It was my father, a younger version of my father; he was fighting for the title of King. Bodies of wolves littered the ground; I could recognize some and had no clue. They were cut to ribbons in some areas. I would not even know their eye color or have a facial feature to help me place them in the family. I watched as he fought again; I could see he was getting tired. The guy he was fighting was trying to get past his defenses but could not find a hole. I watched as another guy was sneaking up behind him in a ruse attempt at getting him taken down. I was sure their alliance would end as soon as he was dead. The man did not last; just as he fell, the other
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