Confessions of a Wolfling
Things are different, and I don’t know how it happened.
I’ve changed, and it happened against my will.
Thrown into a world of nightmares and legends, I’ve lost my way.
The things I’ve seen are impossible to describe.
I’ve been lied to.
I’ve been hunted.
I’ve been attacked.
Nowhere is safe for me. For my…kind.
Sometimes, I still hope this reality is a dream.
Once, I thought I was a teenage human boy, but now I know that was the real fantasy.
I’m waking up.
But it’s not enough.
I can’t maintain the facade.
I’m drowning in fear.
I’m failing to grasp what’s before me.
My senses are overworked.
I seek refuge from it–the world I’ve woke up to–but there’s no escape.
You can’t escape destiny they say.
I never had a choice; I have to move on.
But I can’t.
I want things to return to normal–to what feels right.
Yet, nothing will ever feel right again.
I can’t even recognize myself in the mirror.
I’m afraid of what I have become.
And when everyone sees what I am, they will be too.
Despite that, I’ll fight it until I’ve won.
Or until the battle kills me.
I’m Peter Langston, and the curse of Lycanthropy dooms me.