raven.skies

He’d seen its other side, when for so long had believed it had only one facet – a face that turned him into a monster. But he’d learned that night that there was another, just as he was not the monster every day of his life. (Subtly SB/RL set in Marauder time. A short piece that explores the significance of the moon to a werewolf, and how a chance encounter may change it indefinitely.)