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Date Posted: 05:04:04 05/04/04 Tue
Author: talis.
Subject: The Fanged Beast.

A howl broke the silence from the forest, a pair of werewolves slunk from their kill, each slapped with blood: their own. In the moonlit clearing, kneeling over a dead bard (a wandering storyteller), was Talis. But not himself, not even looking like himself. Red eyes, blood smeared through his normally dirty blonde hair, experssion of pure mavolence. The otherside had taken over, and the kills had only just begun for another night. Two holes pierced in the bard's neck, and his blood on Tal's fangs & face. A growl as he realised the bad was sucked dry, and he stood and, with his foot, kicked the body aside for the werewolves, who pounced on it with greed. The thirst for blood was back, and anyone within the vicinity was in danger of a bite -- even those he cared for.

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