Oh Were, Oh Were Has My Little Wolf Gone?

Skin-changing is part of many myths and much folklore across the world

A red moon blurred by red and green mist, silhouette of a figure pointing in the mist
Photo by Jr Korpa on Unsplash

Even a man who is pure in heart,
And says his prayers by night,
May become a wolf when the wolfbane blooms,
And the moon is full and bright



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Tony Atkinson

Tony Atkinson

Snapper-up of unconsidered trifles, walker of paths less travelled by. Writer of fanfiction. Player of games. argonaut57@gmail.com