The door into the Inner Field is ahead. If I can reach it, there's be just a little bit of hope for me. Come on, just a little further, Willy. Just because Brother is stronger, doesn't mean you have to be weak. Come on, don't think about the asthma. Breathe evenly, don't trip. Come on, come on! Willy told himself as he hurried forward. He was breathing through a tube now, the exertion causing his breath to be stolen away. He was nearly there, but was slowing quickly. All he knew now was 'forward'. One step after another, each breath, each heartbeat. They all screamed in his ears. Behind him he heard the wolf quickly catching up. Aereo was nearly upon him.
"Hell." He breathed, trying to push onward faster.
"Hell." He breathed, trying to push onward faster.



























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