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The Wolf Man and the Lady
It was the night of the full moon when he would go a-hunting. He was not always seeking prey, but he was hunting something. There was a glade deep in the wood with a lovely little pond, And she would come when it was dark, and of her he'd grown quite fond. They each came often to this place, t'was here that he first saw her. Her eyes, her hair, her glowing sin, she was a thing of wonder. She stood in the silver moonlight, the moon beams on her hair. She sat by the edge of the water, so delicate and fair. Why was he drawn to her this way, he longed to be her lover. But she was human, was she not, she pulled him like no other. He watched her hidden by the leaves, he longed to be by her side; But he could never let her know, she'd never be his bride. She stood and looked up at the moon, and then she dropped her gown. She turned and looked straight at him, and dropped down to the ground. She shimmered in the moonlight, the change n her was quick. Did his eyes deceive him? His mind perhaps play tricks? There before him stood his queen, all silver grey and shining. A she-wolf like he'd never seen and she had sensed his pining. Now he rushed toward her, he found at last his mate. No longer would he hunt alone, for this was kismet, fate.
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