What's sad is that her soul appeared empty. Whats even sadder is that she knew there was a hole there but she didn't know what was supposed to be there. In no way could she sense that her Life was missing and had taken leave of her and her surroundings. The brain wiring had been altered and the shell that was left was bereft of Light and coded with misconceptions and contradictions. She wisked around the wedding reception, glowing in acceptance of all the male glances she received. The wolves circled around a dress that was a bit too short and the cleavage that provided a look familiar to her nursing son. She basked in the attention, egging it on, but not truly understanding that wolves are attracted to fear and weakness and those slow to good decisions. I watched as the soulless attention was simply mirroring the soul she lacked. It seems to be a misconception that wolves do not study their prey. It is always assumed that wolves are inarticulate and lack the mental capaci...