The summer breeze
Is cool and crisp,
As the sun begins to set.
Then as darkness
Begins to blanket the Earth,
On the soft sullen breeze,
A wolf's howl
Is carried to your ears.
As the moon begins to rise
You feel your heart begin to pound
And your pulse quicken.
Your mind reels
And your body aches.
Deep within you feel
Your hunger grow
And the pains quicken.
Then as the wind calms
And the heart slows,
The pulse becomes firm
But your hunger remains steadfast.
The moon begins to burn
In your eyes
And in your mind.
Within the still of the night
The silence is ripped apart
As a howl
Tears from your throat.
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