Published on FVR as part of the August theme ‘Chance’. This one was inspired by an old black and white movie. Fancy a guess at which one?
Is life mapped out or is the waking day chaotic chance. It was chance saw misfortune fall round about him, a sad state of affairs, changing a life of innocence? A macabre event on fateful evening, chance rolled the dice and he found himself on the losing side of natural.
Mysteries of life hiding from human eyes. Had he known, a pleasant evenings walk to be the demise of his normal life at that very moment when the moon was high? Shining so bright, sensing the malaise afore witness to the savage confrontation. Now the moon weeps over ancient curse.
Chance no longer plays a part, the game has been played, fortune lost. Makes no difference his temperament before said evening. He now lives a life of meticulous change the purest of heart can’t stop. And while the full moon shines, the wolf bane will bloom and the wolfman…
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