Wolves are now amongst us. Beasts hiding in disguise as they once did in tales. Hungry eyes and an empty heart are a dime a dozen in this town, but nothing suprised me more to learn that the angel whose heart I had adored and protected, was in fact one of a beast. Possesed by a soul, lacking all reasoning of fidelity and honesty led me to question, it is logically impossible for a heart to break? This hollow and depriving ache leads me to believe that I myself, have fallen victim to this malicious attack of a broken heart.
