CHAPTER XII

THE GREY WOLF I thought I saw the Grey Wolf’s eyes Look through the bars of night; They drank the silver of the moon, And the stars’ pale chrysolite. From star by star they took their toll, And through the drained and darkened night They sought my darkened soul. David slept for a couple of hours, and that night he slept more than he had done for weeks. Next night, however, there returned the old str…