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When darkness has descended and all is calm, you will hear him. The rush of his breath. The rumble of his growl. Some have the privilege to feel his presence. I am one of those few. He is the last of his kind, as I am the last of mine. This is our story.
Rated: T - English - Fantasy/Romance - Chapters: 2 - Words: 9,171 - Reviews: 13 - Updated: 4-22-12 - Published: 11-26-10