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01. A fairy tale that vanishes into thin air

On a sleepless night, the starry sky is illuminated with flecks of light that will fade away.
If the dreams of this lost tale are granted, they will regain their light.

‘The broken night sky is meaningless…’

There was a black wolf (a Fenrisulfr) that, capable of human speech, grew up bearing human emotions.
Its wicked appearance did not befit the gentle, nameless wolf pup.

He was a lonely crybaby.
Yet, it was that very weakness that kept those of his species away.
He felt out of place, and before he knew it, he was excluded from the pack.

Even when he was with the pack, mere shadows would scare him, and make him tremble…
And now, he would be all alone.

For how many more wishes will shooting stars continue to fall?
Gouged out of the noble night, vanishing into an unreachable world…
It is a countless amount of stars that will die out
as fragments of dreams continuously demanded upon…
Don’t forget — solitude will snatch even your heart away.

As always, he distanced himself from the forest and wandered in search of water
to a river bend not far from a village without being sighted by humans.

Soundlessly, there fell back in surprise… a pitiful human child.

He was all alone.

Would he run away from him, his face twisting in fear, like those of the humans he had met before?
Would he fear his black fangs, his dark form? Would he feel the threat of death?
His sadness was immeasurable because of this repeating, twisted reality,
and each time it happened it hurt him like his heart was being chipped away.

The boy sat still, paralyzed with fear, a short distance away from him.
Quietly, the wolf moved closer and said, “I’m sorry to have startled you.”

He wanted to show him he was not hostile before he ran away.
He licked the side of his face, apologizing once again.

This was not like one of the countless times that chipped away at his heart.
Without fear, and with eyes full of wonder… the boy stroked his fur.

His weak, rusted heart had been, little by little, eaten away by loneliness.
Before he knew it, he had lost his dreams and wishes.
Being stroked with a gentle hand, being touched without fear…
These feelings… this encounter… it is what he had always wished to the stars…

‘The boy, a runaway, was from a distant village. His name was Luksein.
While astonished at the black wolf that could speak human words, little by little they formed a close friendship.

“A black wolf that could understand words, and was driven from the pack by those that thought him strange.”
“A boy that distrusted his family, and had ran away from home.”

They shared a curse called loneliness, and to free themselves from it, from that moment on became great friends.’

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