It's Time. Let's begin this strange told tale. Of that which it takes place. The story begins like any other. With a setting blessed of grace. From far flung jungles to rainy forests. These creatures begin their march. Travelling through dense foliage To the jungle's rising arch. Days go by without rest or food They continue about their plight Their eyes rolled back and teeth are bared. They seem ready for a fight. On the adjacent road of which they walk. They find some weary walkers. They too with no food or rest. Unaware of their stalkers. The creatures leap, they snap and growl. They bite and cut and feast on flesh The poor souls scream for their life. But the monsters finish off the mesh... The moon it shines bright and full and the creatures become aware at last the time has finally come. Werewolves......travelers beware... It's time......
It's Time. Let's begin this strange told tale. Of that which it takes place. The story begins like any other. With a setting blessed of grace. From far flung jungles to rainy forests. These creatures begin their march. Travelling through dense foliage To the jungle's rising arch. Days go by without rest or food They continue about their plight Their eyes rolled back and teeth are bared. They seem ready for a fight. On the adjacent road of which they walk. They find some weary walkers. They too with no food or rest. Unaware of their stalkers. The creatures leap, they snap and growl. They bite and cut and feast on flesh The poor souls scream for their life. But the monsters finish off the mesh... The moon it shines bright and full and the creatures become aware at last the time has finally come. Werewolves......travelers beware... It's time......