It was early but I could feel and hear his unrest from below. Rogan had awakened and was now screaming for the very person who had put him in this hell. I felt my stomach turn and the feeling of wanting to vomit but this was not new, not anymore. Still, when I slept I found myself hoping, hoping he would come back to me. There were no pieces of my dreams for brief moments I could see my grandmother, mother, and father once again. Even glimpses had ignited a hope I was moving in the right direction. The Red Crescent Moon had now completely moved into the white priestess home and although there were tents surrounding the entire large home now all that were there seemed to be doing better. There were still many of the soldiers of the pack that remained below in prison cells and we had to even open a whole other building to contain them however slowly some of them were beginning to turn a corner. I spent half my time with Rogan trying to sit with and show him I was there f
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