Category: Werewolf
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By the Full Moon
Streets deserted Just as well Transformation occurs Folk start to yell Hunting begins Time will tell Who will see the morning And who has fell…
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Werewolf
Twenty per cent wolf, eighty per cent human. Nobody knows the difference. Well, not quite nobody. The Hunters know. And their hounds. They can tell the difference, by smell, I think. The hounds especially. But I can smell them too. I know when they’re close. I hide within groups of people when they’re close. They…
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Inside the Galactic Vortex
Posted in response to Icewolf’s post, Shifty Mansionic Dimensions. As far as Cosmic Dimension Shifts of possibly cataclysmic proportions go, this could be quite catastrophic, given the chance. This is the continuation to the first part of the story, although there is also the possibility this is the first part, merely posted out of time.…
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The Wolves
They called to the pack, the hunt was on. One of their number is missing, and a silver bullet lodged into the trunk of an old oak tree is their only clue. It may be Hallowe’en, the night where spirits fly free, but tonight the spirit of this pack unites.
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Transform
Swirling energies Lunacy Crossing lines Frantically Chasing tails Apparently Silver bullets Nightmare free?
The Mansionic Perspective 