Deviation Actions
Description
The castle has appeared before, to generations in the past, and forever in the future. A Victorian gentleman takes a stroll in the darkening moor, soon becoming separated with his carriage. He’d been careless tonight, and had a run in with a rather large dog, that scratched his arm. He’d wire his doctor in London to make a house call if it didn’t heal tonight. But first, the man needed to find his carriage.
In vain he searches for it, only to be confronted by the castle, and the rising moon. The castle beckons, and the moon seems more enticing and more present tonight. A jolt runs through his body, conflicting aggressive thoughts. He struggles with them, and is consumed. Clothing shreds and a howl is let out, a new werewolf bounds toward the castle, it’s doors opening to invite a new denizen.
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