The Flying Wolf

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O, Great Flying Wolf

How glorious art thou.

With wings of black and white

And eyes as red as fire.

 

You glide through the water silently

Diving down, down, down into the depths of the cold lake. 

Emerging on the surface again moments later triumphantly. 

Celebrating, you let out a howl of a call which echos across the lake for miles around. 

 

O, Great Flying Wolf

How glorious art thou

With wings of black and white

And eyes as red as fire

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