Part 1 The spotted wolf groomed across the verdancy of the land in complete and utter communion with its own sense of wild freedom. Young Yno’s knees were beginning to knot themselves again, as the dunggolin guide hoarsely whispered something to his right cup-shaped ear, “Take your time…” Click. The old man of the mountains started swearing against the ground he was standing on with the legendary genitalia of his anito. The creature had eluded Yno for the very first time. And the old man, for the nth. Click. The two intruders of the lupine lair heard the thing jam…

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