9 February 2013
Oh how that lunar orbit strikes fear into my very body and soul. It grips and squeezes me so tightly. So pythonly tightly that my very soul feels like its leaving the body it held together. And I watch as I change into some form of primordial beast - capable of wracking havoc on my previous species. Now the One that brought this abject darkness must show me the light - a light which must lead me to the deep depths of an ocean where I can hide this hideous form and beg of the moon to transform me back to my previous sanity. And as I rush henceforth, I shall look up once at that awesome spectacle and wink. Hoping that Neil will walk with me and then leap with me into the eternity of everything beautiful!
The Werewolf • Opuss № I