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The call of the White Wolf is loudest at the dawn.
The call of a stone heart is broken and alone.
Born of Kaer Morhen,
Born of No Love.
The Song of the White Wolf is cold as driven snow.
Bear not your eyes upon him lest steel or silver draw.
Lay not your breast against him or lips to ease his roar.
Cast not your eyes upon him, lest he kiss you with his sword.
Lay not your heart against him or your lips to ease his roar.
For the song of the White Wolf We'll always sing alone.

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