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Hiding in plain sight
A first sigh
The moon shines bright tonight
Lighting up the night
Without a single doubt
The wolf within the infected victim comes out
A violent cold shudder creeps in
All over his perspired skin
He tends to fight the pain
Impossible to hold in vain
He begged to stop
Too inevitable to drop
As the fire spreads
Hell of a dread
A small layer of fur
His body suffers
His hands extend
His feet length
He lost his balance
Falling on all fours hence
His entire back structures
His skeleton fractures
To be continued...
Literature
The Wolf Inside
There is something held within
the farthest reaches of my soul.At night these eyes
an amber brown burn into my dreams.The dark of night calls it forth
to the cries of the moonlight.Blood runs down my spine
as my dreams show how it feeds.Darker now it thrashes out
struggling to free its self into the night.My body trembles with silent screams
as it tries to replace my soul.The thought of this is tempting
but what if I lose all control.My wolf is my responsibility,
my own burden for me to bear.
Literature
WereWolf
He darkens a vast landscape,
were the cursed cannot escapeThe beast has cast its shadow,
From hilltop, moor, and meadowOn walls of stone, and under moon;
This all shall fall upon them soon,For the villagers - they live below,
And the villagers - they do not know, -Of twisted, dark-gifted, angry-fisted vow
And how the Man became beast nowAnd no reason, of great amount, shall live to survive -this all
The desperate, dying, denying doubt -shall face its final fall,Like a dream that walks unwakened does
-Reason is blind to what this wasIt could not save, nor stave the curse
Hope, like glass, sees the bad turn worse-Splatters and shatters, in ...
Literature
Song of the Night Wolf
Song of the Night Wolf ©
by: Aine ArimoniAs I race through the woods,
I feel as a wolf should.The wind in my fur,
The ground beneath me stir.I glance behind my back,
and look at my pack.Bodies moving almost as one,
muscles showing as they run.No food for days makes us thin,
are bones are showing from within.We slow our pace somethings here,
the scent of prey is very near.As we look on we can see,
A large figure behind a tree.With its rack it was large in size,
this male elk was a mighty prize.Not to scare what we have found,
moving cautiously making no sound.We move closer to this beast,
our minds ensuing a mighty feast.The elk stops and l...
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