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The Tale of Two Wolves
- dcdizano
- Oct 18
- 3 min read
In the heart of the Northern Pines, where moonlight danced on frost and shadows whispered secrets, twin wolves were born beneath a rare eclipse. One was pure as snow — his fur glowed beneath the stars. They called him Lumière, the wolf of light. The other was cloaked in darkness so deep it seemed to swallow the night itself. He was Sombre, the wolf of shadow.
Though brothers, they were as different as dawn and dusk.
Lumière was known for his kindness and vision — a leader who inspired hope. Sombre was clever and fierce, his mind sharp enough to see what others ignored. Yet, where one excelled, the other stumbled. Lumière’s compassion often clouded his judgment, and Sombre’s logic sometimes froze his heart.
When the pack needed guidance, they turned to Lumière. When they needed a warrior, they called for Sombre. Each time one was praised, the other felt a quiet ache. Lumière envied his brother’s fearlessness, while Sombre envied Lumière’s mind and the ease with which others trusted him.
Then came the Great Divide. A drought swept through Northern Pines, drying the rivers and leaving prey scarce. The pack began to fight among themselves over food and leadership. Old grudges festered, and unity shattered.
Determined to save their home, both brothers made a vow before the elders: “I will restore balance to our pack,” said Lumière. “I will find a way before he does,” growled Sombre.
Each set out alone. Lumière sought wisdom from the stars, mapping the land in search of hidden springs. But his clever plans crumbled against the harshness of the wild. Sombre led hunts deep into rival territories, relying on his strength and fury, but he found only danger and defeat.
Days passed. Nights blurred. Both grew very tired.
They returned, meeting by chance beneath a dying tree, weary and empty-pawed. Anger filled the space between them, and words turned sharp. Each blamed the other for the pack’s suffering.
“You’ve done nothing,” growled Sombre.
“And you’ve destroyed everything in your path,” Lumière snapped.
They started to turn away from each other. Their eyes were full of pride and frustration — until a faint sound stopped them.
Drip.
Drip.
Drip.
Both threw their ears up, searching for the source of the sound.
“There!” Lumière howled, spotting faint moss that only grew near hidden water surrounding the roots of an old tree. Lumière crouched, studying the flow. “It’s weak… but it’s something. If we dig carefully, it might grow.”
Sombre huffed. “Then stop thinking and start digging.”
Together they worked — Lumière guiding where to dig, Sombre breaking through the earth with his strength. The deeper they went, the stronger the water grew, until at last it burst forth, shimmering under the moonlight.
When the pack arrived, they found the brothers side by side — mud-covered, exhausted, but smiling. The spring flowed freely, feeding the ground once more.
For the first time, Lumière and Sombre saw each other clearly — not as opposites, but as halves of the same power.
Lumière understood that wisdom without courage was silence.
Sombre understood that strength without thought was chaos.
From that night on, they no longer competed.
Lumière’s light guided Sombre’s path.
And Sombre’s shadow guarded Lumière’s steps.
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About the Art
Original Name: Yin and Yang(2018)
Artist: Celeste
Medium: Pencil x Marker on 12 x 13 paper(drawing notebook)
Description: This image was originally a sketch done in an artbook. The artist was going through a period of fascination with wolves and drew the image as a play on the Yin and yang from ancient Chinese philosophy. The hearts are meant to symbolize the wolves reliance on the other.
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