LoMaW Chap VIII Picture

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Tale of the Lady of the moon and the werewolf
Chapter VIII: Laments of a werewolf

The mountain had darkened. The moon didn’t shine anymore, now the only thing that could be seen were the lights of the town, there, far away from that place, by the horizon. The werewolf just stood sat on the edge of the mountain, sad.
“The deal wasn’t that. She should have stayed alive… Well she had… She was a spirit, she was alive even after she died… but that wasn’t supposed to happen!” - Thought Alexandru to himself. “But… I am the only one to blame… It was I who did the deal at the first place…”

The werewolf stood there a long while without doing or thinking of anything. She was dead and he couldn’t do anything about it. He only blamed himself. He was the one who should be dead…

The moon was dark, an abyss which made every single part of the forest dark, even the town didn’t had its lights on anymore… It was then that the werewolf heard a branch breaking. He turned to see what was behind him. HE couldn’t even believe his eyes…


Note:Sorry if I made some errors in the writing. If you find any just correct them in a comment. I'll be most grateful.

For those who didn't read my journal:

This tale happens in Romania. More specificably in Suceava And some of it's content has to do with Romanian culture and mythology. Of course some other stuff is pure imagination as I do not know if there's a forest near Suceava and all that but has Romania is well known for it's stories about vampires and werewolves I thought it was the best place for this story.

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