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Wild Were-Women, a Force

Wild were-women roaming in the hills, cliff dwellers around Avoiding banshee ghost riders, sniffing for them in earthy ground. Shushing there were-pups lest their hidden unnatural selves be found. Banshee ghost riders suddenly shush, listening to a baby were-wolf sound. Heading toward a large crevice, which leads to a cave way down underground, Were-women seal it up quickly after each banshee rider had ridden way down. An instant banshee ghost rider graveyard, and these riders are never again found. The prediction of the night hawks to whom the were-women were forever bound. Is that when it comes to banshee ghost riders, and were-women, the cagiest are easily found. And if there are caverns and cliffs that are the least big scary in or near your mountain town, You had better stay safe in your bed, with the blankets pulled up, safe, and cozy and sound. As wild were-women are more devious and dangerous than were-wolves, and totally honor bound. They can also throw their voices, many hundreds of kilometers, and imitate a baby were-wolf sound. Which is how they tricked the ghostly banshee riders, who are now trying to breathe in vain, underground. And if you do not believe me, or you think you will survive it, you are the bravest man in town. But if you choose to hunt for this kind of trouble, stand ready to never ever be found. There is a were-woman right now peeking in your window; you would do best to not make a sound. For if she notices you, and comes through that window, you will soon be lying underground.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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Date: 10/25/2018 9:28:00 PM
I had to "Fav"; you have such a great imagination.
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 10/26/2018 12:13:00 AM
Thank you M.L. It would not be half this great, but so many people did not want me to have one, I came out fighting.

Book: Shattered Sighs