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I dedicate this story to My Moon, I am her wolf and i hope one day she will hear my howls and know what they mean.

The Moon and her Wolf

I wonder to the infinite desert and eternal night of Hueco Mundo, alone. As I was the previous night, and the previous and so on every since i became a Hollow. I am always alone, no friends, no allies, no one, Just my lonesome self.

I have tried joining other groups of Hollow but my power, my vast power it killed them before i could even say anything to them. So i continue onward, alone.

I can can only watch from afar, other groups of Hollows, united as one, friends, protecting one another from more powerful Hollow that seek to devour them. I dare not get to close for fear of killing them. Killing and eating are suppose to be in the nature of Hollows, but i don't see a point to it anymore, I do not wish to grow any stronger, nor has any of these Hollows done me any harm, so i leave them alone.

I have seen many groups of Hollow of my travels, I have seen groups that join together to form Gillians, I wish i could join them, I know it is impossible, and even if i did i would take over in a second from my power alone, but still just for, to no longer feel an emptiness inside, to know the fulfillment that come from being with other, I would give anything for that.

I see a group of Gillians, led by this panther-like Gillian, they are hunting down other Hollows, they want to become Vasto Lorde, fools take it from me power is nothing. There's a reason that the top of a pyramid is so small, once you reach the top, their you are all alone.

I sometime wonder if this is my punishment for some evil act i did while i was alive, eternity alone, I think Hell sounds nicer. Maybe that's what i should do, go find some Soul Reapers and attack them, provoke them into killing me and ending my suffering.

I look ahead of me at that is when i see it, in the unending night sky...The Moon.

It was full tonight, and their was something about it, something familar,

I remember something, something i had forgotten long ago, something from my Human Life, a face, a girl's face

I remember now, she was as pale and beautiful as the moon, with Hair as black as the night sky, I remember how she used to make my heart race, when i had a heart.

She used to tell me how she was not beautiful, how she had so imperfections, I looked at her and i could not see them, all I saw was someone who was beyond perfection.

I remember her smile, it was more beautiful than all the stars in Heaven. But i cannot remember her name, but i can't remember mine either. Coyote Starrk is simply a name i gave myself.

I looked sadly at the moon and howled loudly and for a long. I waited, their was only the dead silence that was natural in Hueco Mundo. I did not expect a response, but i had hoped for one.

I continued to walk off in no real direction, after all i had no where to go. As I walked i thought of this girl and wondered.

Did she hear me Howling when I was Human?

Did she her my howls and know what they meant?

Did she hear them and know that what i really want to say was...I Love You?