then , as i watch him close his eyes , it 's as if he gets a handle on himself . moonlight traced the tear tracks on her cheeks . he sniffed at the bark , smelled wolf and tree and boy , but behind that there were other scents , the rich brown smell of warm earth and the hard grey smell of stone and something else , something terrible . we take our position by the foot of the tallest wall with a buzzer on the top . however , expectations are different from hopes . 