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Song of the Wolves
by Sharon M White

Tuesday, April 03, 2007
Rated "PG" by the Author.
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Nightmarish story about werewolves on a feeding frenzy in a lonely mountain setting...and a tiny isolated house.

Song of the Wolves
by Sharon M. White


As the night falls in dark and cold
Your bones ache because they’re brittle and old.
But as up comes the moon
Again your youth begins to bloom.
It’s Hallow’s Eve
Through a ritual your youth you’ll save.
Out of the rocking chair you go--
You’re not as old and slow as you were an hour ago.
As you trek down the long corridors
Of the castle of your ancestors
You take a long look out over the moors.
You see the full moon and on you go through the doors.
To the ritual cave you make your path,
Never even pausing to look back.
Through the swamps, moors and trees
You stop to feel the warning in the breeze.
You hear the wolves start howling
While a sad and heavy heart you are bearing.
You know it must end, you hear it in their song.
But one more victim to carry your tradition on.
Finally amidst the dark rolling moors you hear the wolves sad song again.
You think, ‘After tonight I can join my lovely clan.’
Two humans you spy--one a girl the other a man.
You leap out into sight
Of these two this special night.
Startled and frightened they run and scream,
When you find the man, his blood flows like a stream.
The girl runs on but you give her no thought
With this young man’s blood, your freedom you’ve bought.
You carry the body back to the tomb
Covering yourself in the momentary gloom.
As the six black candles you light
The motionless body comes back to life.
You take him back to your castle--
Where now he is to be the master.
In twelve short hours you have shown him the ways.
Now your head low does hang, as you feel your body change.
You go down now on all fours,
Through the house you run and out the back doors.
Finally you are free to roam at will,
No more humans you have to kill.
As you join the song this time
No longer is it a sad line
But a joyous song in the night--
For with your true family of the wolves you will re-unite…

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Reviewed by Larry Lounsbury 4/12/2007
I loved the way you brought this tale to life.
Reviewed by Mitzi Jackson 4/6/2007
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great job!!!
Reviewed by Paul Berube 4/4/2007
Sharon,

A very unlikely story. ( as he looks back over his shoulder ) lol.
Enjoyed your much interesting tale.
Reviewed by Karen Palumbo 4/3/2007
Really enjoyed this mysterious read with werewolves, such a mystical creature of folk lore. Maybe now he will be at peace, reaching his nervana.

Be safe,
Karen



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