Sunday, February 14, 2010
Once I knew a schoolboy, bullied and beaten. One night he bayed at the moon and the moon bayed back. The Lunar God gave him sharp, long teeth and thick fur that covered powerful arms with claws strong and deadly. "Use what I've given you wisely," the moon said. The schoolboy, bullied and beaten, ran with a werewolf howl. His eyes saw love, his heart filled with lupine revenge.