Howling at the moon

Howling at the moon

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I stood still listening for what I can only describe as howling it happens every year on my birthday . But this time it was different it was calling me I could feel it . So I did the only thing I could think of I ran towards the howling , towards the darkness , maybe towards my death .
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When I'm feeling ironic or witty, I wonder what I might call myself. Not normal, never that. But the cool parts of my story, they belong to Warren. Werewolf Warren. Of course, I didn't know that, or the rest of our age-long story. Not in the beginning.

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