Finally after 4 years of strife, the wolf finally sees a bright future beyond. A road which can lead to paradise. A road which can lead to freedom and happiness. A road to lead out of its vicious cycle.
Yet as it neared the road to paradise, it realises it still cannot sprint. It wants to bound forth, with newfound energy but it still cannot run faster than it can walk. It turns its head, puzzled.
It then realises the reason. The metal shackles on its feet are still there. The shackles which are weighted down by the past issues are still there. No matter how hard it pushes itself to move on, the shackles are still there. And the entity, which put them on, remains, its dark influence pulsating.
How then can it move forth?
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