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Post by Nicki on Jan 2, 2010 10:11:00 GMT -5
Something, or someone has crept among the immortals, they can feel it in the air and they can taste it when they breathe. The Mortals have begun to live in fear, for the ' thing ' has taken to devouring their flesh.Blood has been split, the creature has been discovered to be more then just one... there is a whole ' family' of them. There ways do not lie in the shadows as the Immortals, nor do they take care in treading on the Mortals, they are Werewolves.
Like the beasts they are they hunt and kill whatever they find no matter where they roam. By day, Mortals would see them and not look twice,they are as average as the next person, the only tell, if one was so keen to see.. is their eyes, wild like the wolf.
What will come now when the Immortals find themselves having to choose, let the Beasts kill the mortals they treasure and protect, or to fight to whatever bitter end may come? |
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