End of the Curse By kirisute Watch

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....they had hounded the beast to his final stand....driven it before flame, and wicked implement...

in its arms the maiden it had snatched, even as the mob had found it; curled, hunched..lurking above her pale form in the moonlight...

with arrows and flame they now hurled abuse as is it lurked high on the towers edge, one stray arrow ending the sorrowful fate of the damsel as another pierced the beasts corded chest.

and its howl..Oh! its howl! like the tormented souls of hell it screamed its wrath..and those who heard shuddered and grew fearful at the hell born rage in its cry....

how little they knew, these peasants...the howl was tormented, aye! not from the pain and the rage of their slings and arrows...but from the torn heart of the beasts one true love laying dead in its arms....for it is the curse of the werewolf to yearn for the touch of their loved ones....and it is their curse to see that blood spilt like the fall of shattered tears in the wind!

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Published : May 30, 2012