Gone but not forgotten.

His legend lives on in the meadows.

Passed down from ewe to lamb.

As a cautionary tale about revenge.

The tale about a sheep in wolf's clothing.

The lamb who wanted to be a wolf.

In the end Became neither.

Not wolf nor sheep.

Only a monster with a legend.

With the gentle sound of a ringing bell.

In the mightiest of snowstorms.

As the only fragment of truth to this old story.