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Incandescence of lycanthropic eyes radiate across the rayless tangle
of knurled branches
and engulfing timber
Its heated breath clouds the distance
as rapid pounding engulfs your chest
One tries to run with natural intent,
but feeble limbs give ill response
But the hunt follows; trampling through the snow and frozen brush
You sense its presence
You hear its savage howl
You’re in the company of the wolf
Exposing footprints
Closing chase
Leaping force
Drags your body to the ground
Blurring vision
As fangs descend into flesh
Wince in agony
As your entrails stain the snow around

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