Where Anyone is Possible
**Blood Moon approaching. Kamaria feels the change coming. She welcomes it as much as she fears it. Heart racing, bones breaking, skin tearing.. its a pure adrenaline rush. But its only on Blood moons..that she looses all control**…Continue
the moon so bright,
creatures creep in the stillness,
A lone wolf walks,
tired, yet continuing,
stepping through the night,
the air so cold.
A pack now lost,
the wolf searches,
through endless forests,
yet always alone.
No longer shall she howl in chorus with her brethren,
Nor find the mate she had for so short a time,
Their voices and hearts have been stilled.
Cries in her ears,
I knew it was coming. The feeling of untamed anxiety told me so, just as it does every month when the moon is at its fullest.
The curse has been with me since I was a child...but how long I've been a lycan doesn't matter. All that matters is here and now
The woods are silent and dark as I step out of my cabin and into the cold, frosty February night air. I shiver and see the clear sky with all its winking white eyes and the one single, large, bright eye. IT is the moon,…
One day a wolf found a sheep's skin. He wrapped himself in it and sneaked into a sheep pen. He ate a lamb. He was sneaking up on a second lamb when the shepherd caught him.
"Don't throw me out," said the wolf.
"I'm one of your sheep."
"You're only pretending to be a sheep," said the shepherd.
"I'm no fool. I know you're really a wolf."
"How do you know?" asked the wolf.
"I look like a sheep."
"You say you are a sheep," said the shepherd,