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The story long forgotten

The story long forgotten

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Paranormal
Listen once and listen well, this story is the true story of werewolves and will help you put together all the missing gaps in those werewolf fantasy stories. This story has not been told for eons due to how dangerous it can be to those who are not ready to hear the truth. There have been many legends and stories as ancient as the sea itself, however how do we know what the true story is? I am Leto. I have many names however my most popular would be as many who have read or seen of me is the moon goddess. I am said to have given birth to the first werewolf however is that really true? I may be all powerful and knowing however how much of our history do you really know? For now we can only delve into my memories of the past as they whisper to me they will now whisper to you.
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