{"sf1_id":487417,"sf2_id":"lmXjMRz1","title":"Night of the Wolves","author":"nytedewolf","words":131,"posted_at":"2013-01-14T22:20:00.000Z","tags":["Poetry","Wolf"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/487417-night-of-the-wolves","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/lmXjMRz1","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/e8/b8/e8b8b74b-9022-4b01-a7fd-63e9685ea2d7","description":"","content":"\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; Night of the Wolves  \n  \nAcross the moonlit forest  \nbelow the trees of neverdawn  \nshadowy shapes spring from rest  \ntoward the town of the light blessed  \n  \nonce they were men  \nin towns of their own  \nbut now they're bathed in sin  \nblessed and cursed by the wolf throne  \n  \nRunning!Dashing!At unsuspecting prey  \nthrough the streets and homes  \nonly wolves shall live this day  \nas they hunt the humans down   \n  \nand now they are lunar bound  \nto once per month   \nthe shape of wild  \nonly a shred of the man that once was is left now to be found  \n  \nripping, shredding, tearing  \nlimb from limb  \nhuman torsos,blood spraying  \ninto the moonlit night  \n  \nnow what was once two  \nare now but one  \nchained and bound to the lunar run  \ntill with silver ran through\n\n  \n  \n\n"}