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The Moon's Curse (Collaboration With Carolin)

Running and howling in pain

His fate was suppressed with stains

Of sins he enslaved. His onus relegated

truth of everything he's denied.

Now pleading for his life

He wants to be human again

"O beautiful moon that bestowed

this curse on me, I've deigned to your

eminence. I'll do anything,

So please set me free!!!"

 

*Blood stains his clothes when the

transformation goes. Fever rises and

he’s left alone at dawn drenched in blood

and his transformation pain. While his

body aches as he left with shivers and shakes.

Bitten in the woods he’s been ****** by

the werewolf’s curse. He feels it

course through his veins in the middle of

the day. No prayer can make this curse go

away. Craving blood like never before he

ties himself up in shackles on his porcelain

bed room floor. Howling to the moon in the

dead of night. He breaks his chains from the

walls and looks at his claws as they cut through

the remaining clothes on his wolf body. Breaking

out free from his bedroom window making his

way down from the tree and off to the woods

where he can run wild and free. Hunting down

his prey and watching the blood drop from the

silver grey fur he finds another wolf like him near

the river stream. He runs over to ask him what

has happened to me. He howls to the moon while

saying you’ve got the gift to be forever free and

you'll never be the same again. You'll remain half

wolf and half human like me*.

 

Flabbergasted and petrified, this was not

what he had in mind. He wants to be human.

He wants to be free. The tears of innocence still

crying and screaming within "O brother of Lycans.

This curse that our gleaming mother has bestowed

upon us. This is a gift even the Lamias are in envy.

Feel the wrath and power O brother. Together, we

shall upraise the Lycan race!!"

 

*His eyes grew bigger his claws grew longer.

He had to leave his old life behind. Family

and friends , college and work. All his dreams

suddenly came crashing down in just one day.

They soon turned to ashes of black and grey.

Time to cope with the life of the wild.

Time to leave beauty and become the beast.*

***No more tears of innocence he said. Just blood spilling

and hunting for the ****

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Written by
erenn-collabs
Published
Feb 1, 2015
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Notes

Carolin Italics

Lycan means Werewolf

Lamia the first known vampire in Greek mythology.

Can't believe it's our 7th collab.hha

This time we try something new. Something out of our comfort zone. :)

Check out her account guys!

http://hellopoetry.com/carolin/

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