matanza [2013-06-21 07:21:18 +0000 UTC]
The full moon has come. She knows it. Even in the night, the light shines brightly through her blindfold.
She both holds the cloth over her eyes, feering what she might see in the vibrant nights forest and desires to rip it from her head. To know, and see what has changed, what the full moon has brought her.
Her Thomas. A Wolf.
A beast now sits where a lover once stood.
Torn now, cradeled in the night, with the darkness and light as one.
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