The Wolves of Midwinter

It was a chilly morning in Dubai, that morning when I went for a walk. I found my way to the bookstore, for Anne Rice‘s Wolf Gift Chronicles.

It was chilly that morning, when I stayed in a hotel room, staring at the title of the books. The Wolf Gift & The Wolves of Midwinter. Then I turned the cover unto the first pages to these words that danced me into deserts & suns, and dreams came with winter’s winds…

The Wolf Gift by Anne Rice



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