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weird_one's Collection
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1000000000000000009
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ERC-721
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He was a lone wolf, and he liked it that way. He had left his pack long ago, after a bitter fight with the alpha male. He had challenged him for the leadership, but he had lost. He had been wounded and humiliated, and he had no choice but to flee. He had wandered the wilderness for months, avoiding other wolves and their territories. He had learned to hunt and survive on his own, relying on his instincts and skills. He had grown stronger and smarter, but also colder and lonelier. He had seen many things in his travels, some beautiful and some terrifying. He had seen the changing of the seasons, the rising and setting of the sun and the moon, the stars and the northern lights. He had seen the mountains and the forests, the rivers and the lakes, the plains and the deserts. He had seen the deer and the elk, the rabbits and the squirrels, the eagles and the ravens. He had seen the bears and the cougars, the coyotes and the foxes, the snakes and the spiders. He had seen the humans and their machines, their houses and their roads, their guns and their traps. He had avoided them all, as much as possible. He had no interest in making friends or enemies. He had no desire to mate or to start a new pack. He had no need to belong or to follow. He was a lone wolf, and he liked it that way. But sometimes, in the dark of the night, when he howled at the moon, he felt a pang of sadness in his heart. He remembered his old pack, his family and friends. He remembered his mother's warmth, his father's pride, his siblings' playfulness. He remembered his first love, his first hunt, his first kill. He remembered his dreams and hopes, his joys and sorrows. He wondered if they ever thought of him, if they ever missed him, if they ever forgave him. He wondered if they were still alive, or if they had fallen prey to some danger. He wondered if he would ever see them again, or if he would die alone. He shook his head and snarled, trying to chase away those thoughts. He told himself that he didn't care, that he didn't need them, that he was better off without them. He told himself that he was a lone wolf, and he liked it that way. But deep down, he knew that he was lying to himself. Deep down, he knew that he was a lonely wolf, and he hated it that way.
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weird_one
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