{"sf1_id":727426,"sf2_id":"rn9BXV21","title":"That Dark Night","author":"Halfwolf102","words":221,"posted_at":"2014-07-07T20:19:00.000Z","tags":["Poetry"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/727426-that-dark-night","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/rn9BXV21","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/be/45/be459a3c-1fd8-4282-9b60-3d35c757b7ff","description":"","content":"I can't remember much of that night.  \nTry and try as I might,  \nOnly bits a pieces in sight.  \nAn animal lay before me, dead.  \nIt was covered in blood from, tail to head.  \nI see my hands in front of me, tainted red.  \nI remember wishing to stop,  \nBut looking at the horrible slop,  \nI got a feeling nothing could top.  \nOverwhelming pride abuzz,  \nWith no explanation why this was.  \nAnd then, I figured out the cause.  \nIt came to me blunt  \nas I said with a grunt,  \n\"It's the thrill of the hunt.\"  \nI don't remember much of that night.  \nThat dreary, full-moon night.  \nBut there is one thing I remember without a fight,  \nI am a werewolf. Part man, part beast.  \nAnd that animal that was deceased,  \nI had killed to have a feast.  \nWhat it was, I do not know.  \nIt's all so fuzzy, in the moonlight glow,  \nAnd just as surreal as a horror show.  \nPiece by piece, bit by bit,  \nIt became impossible to quit.  \nI will not stop 'till I remember more about it.  \nTry and try, I know I can,  \nAnd then... remembering began.  \nIt was not an animal, but a man.  \nNow it's something I cannot mend,  \nBut I regret remembering in the end,  \nBecause I found out I killed a friend.\n\n  \n  \n\n"}