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Rated: 18+ · Other · Fantasy · #1796411
Short story of werewolves and dragons
Two moons on the sky. Dark night
A scream from a forest, yellow eyes penetrates the darkness
Something stirs, a roar, again someone screams.
Theres a howl like some large wolf is crying out to touch the moon with its voice.

Silence

Another scream breaks the silence.
Then a roar and more yellow eyes break the darkness in the woods.
An enormous doglike creature comes out into a clearing looking up towards the moons.
These creatures are natural in these parts.
They are humans that have accepted their inner anger and has become creatures of darkness.
Werewolves.

They are not evil nor are they good. They grin at the moons and howl at them.
They have released fear and anger, and are complete. They eat animals like other creatures and hunt in packs.

Something larger flew over them covering the moon. It dives into the clearing and catches a werewolf in its huge jaws. The werewolf cries out and then there is no sound from the werewolf anymore. It has been caught by something larger older and far more intelligent than anything placed in these lands by gods or any creatures.
A dragon.
Its huge tail and large wings blot out one of the moons as its crosses the sky. It holds the dead werewolf in its jaws like it was a small unimportant mosquito. It lands on the top of a hill and severs the werewolf in two parts eating it in two bites.
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