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Commentary On The Book 'By Ulrich's Wolves'

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“Wolves.” Both Georg and Ulrich discerned a white heat flood their bodies at the realization of their fate. They lay there, preparing as the wolves neared them, praying to be a chassis still as night. The animals may as well have searched the grounds for hours, an everlasting suspense. Sniffing so close to their bodies they did not dare breath. It had never occurred to the pair how much of their bodies the Beech tree had been housing. For somehow, in some miracle such an outstanding predator had not gotten close enough to notice their bodies. The search for the cries of desperation had moved on elsewhere. As if one near death
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