Wolf, like all things created by the Spirits, has two sides to him: good and evil.
Wolf guided our people and gave us his superior hunting skills as the Sun traveled across the sky. When the Moon chased the Sun from the sky, Wolf stole back his hunting skills and killed our people. Being the animal he was, Wolf was unaware of these two sides and felt neither sorrow nor remorse for what he did.
This saddened the Spirits greatly. Wolf could not be blamed, though, for how they had created him. So, after much discussion, the Spirits came to an agreement of what to do.
Wolf was ruled by good and evil. Good and evil were ruled by day and night. The two ran together and it was either day or night. So the Spirits split them apart and created a time when it was neither all day nor all night. They would call this time they created twilight and it would be a veil when Wolf could see both sides of himself.
That is why at twilight you can still hear Wolf howling to express his joy and remorse at his two sides and the short time he is aware of both.

Reminds me of the tales I heard from the storytellers in Ireland. Absolutely gorgeous.
Thank you, Christina.
Nice work Clifford!
Beautiful. This has an authentic, old-world feel to it that I enjoyed very, very much.
Excellent job.
Wonderful. It feels like the old stories, passed down orally. Welcome to #fridayflash!
Anton, netta, and Laura,
Thank you all very much. I think #fridayflash will become a regular thing for me.
I’ll be making my way through the list of entries, reading and commenting, so I’ll be reading you soon!.
I like this concept of twilight. Well done, looking forward to reading more from you!
You got the writing style exactly how it should be for these ‘mystical’ descriptions. My only thought was that ‘… is aware of both.’ felt out of place: too modern, maybe, or just not spiritual enough. Something like, ‘That is why at twilight you can still hear Wolf howling to express his joy and remorse at his two sides pull his heart in different directions.’
I have to agree with Leigh Barlow’s comments. I like the piece overall, but there is some language towards the end of the story that seems out of place.
Shannon, Leigh, and Dianne,
Thank you all for commenting. I agree, the language at the end doesn’t quite fit with the rest. I’ll play around with it and see what I can come up with that works better.
What a nice little mythos you’ve developed here. Nicely done.
~jon
I feel like I have been sitting in a story circle on a brisk autumn night. You have done the legend of the hour of the wolf justice. Years ago an estimated 750,000 wolves called our county home. Now however, there are only a few places left where the wolf’s howl can be heard in the twilight. Great job. Sorry it took so long for me to visit. ~Chris
I love these kinds of stories. Thank you SO much for writing such a good one and sharing it. Great idea!
Lovely story!
Thought provoking and mysterious.
Each wolf had a place in the whole and yet retained his individual personality. Perhaps it was some celestial link.
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Clifford, Hope to get to know such a wonderful soul.
~Carrie