• The sun was setting. The moon was finally rising. Clouds moved out of the way as the light from the moon fell from the heavens and landed on the body of a boy and a girl huddled together. Close together they sat against the face of the cliffs. Their pursuers raced up on the three other sides. Screaming the boy rushed out to meet the attacker.
    . . .

    When the sun rose the next day the entire side of the mountain was covered in blood. Limbs were strewed all over the place. Against the cliffs sat two bodies huddled close together. The girls head lay against the boy’s chest. The boy’s eyes were half closed as he stroked her hair and hummed quietly.
    “When the wolves come to eat the sheep, the shepherd protects them,” muttered the boy to himself as his eyes finally closed.