[1] Two area residents found a wolf full of old candles while on a walk yesterday evening. Authorities are trying to uncover the culprit, be it monster or nomad or youth. The mauled wolf is being examined by scientists, who describe it as having an odor of lemongrass and jasmine and rain.

[2] The wolf has disappeared. The wolf is gone. It is not in the laboratory. It is not in the street. The security cameras reveal nothing. Scientists and officials are looking for any and all traces of candle wax. Please call if you have any further information.

[3] The wolf full of old candles is melting in the parking lot. Parked at the waxing wolf, the melting wolf sees a permanent time of fire. Last night was the weather. Tonight's still unsure. The wolf goes to the other side and dies again. The wolf uses the wolf's sting to draw like chalk. Dry lime ridges, uses six to cry. The wolfside patio is sad because it doesn't know how to speak. But look at this: a wolf's tooth translated this next image: A river of dogs, longing to smile.