Fear of the dark is common not only amongst children but adults, too. Scary images and stories can plague thoughts. Common objects and sounds we can't immediately identify, fuel our imaginations and convey terror. Even the strongest man cowers at the shadows on the street. But maybe there is a real reason to be afraid.
We've all heard stories about monsters that lurk in the forests and under our beds, but maybe - just maybe - they are real. That wolf-like shadow that just passed the window wasn't a stray cat. That hissing noise you hear isn't your sick pet puppy. A werewolf is hunting, a vampire feeding, a monster is watching your every movement.
And maybe us monsters are just here to scare you, what if we creatures exist only to bring forth terror in human souls?
I used to believe that the sky was an old worn blanket, and that the stars were just tiny tears in the soft fabric. I even believed that I could fly if I practised enough. But life will always find a way to ruin your hopes and dreams - crush your present and destroy your future. Because now, for me, the sky is a limit not even the tallest can touch. Stars are just objects, bigger than we once thought possible. I no longer have imaginary wings, and not even the strongest could lift me off my feet.
Admittedly, some of us creatures have wings, yes. But that's besides the point.
So, human, what if I were to tell you that we monsters are living down your street, attending your same schools and that old lady you saw that glared at you from her little red car? She was a retired fae that's wings were torn thirty-four years ago. I won't bother telling you how I know that.
What I'm trying to say is that we're real - we are not just myth or legend. Us creatures live like you, just with more secrecy because the human race is a fragile one. We were the ones who denied being real because of your fear of difference. You can barely handle different skin colours let alone different intelligent races. We hide because you humans are so easily fooled into obliviousness.
I am going to tell you my story, human. Though it's illegal our secrecy is crumbling anyway and this is a better way to find out than any. Put away your Twilight books and Netflix, because I'm going to tell you a real story.
Are you ready, human? Because I'm going to tell you why We All Hunt At Night.
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We All Hunt At Night
Werewolf"This is why they lock their doors, because we all hunt at night." In a world where humans aren't the only creatures - the night is a dark, evil time. The shadows are overwhelming and nobody can be trusted. The night is for hunting. So lock your do...