Reblogged from But I Smile Anyway:

Sue’s photo prompt this week…

Moonlit

Laurence peered out of the window and spotted the moon.
Full again.
Damn!

Why, oh why did he have to born with this affliction that meant he was obliged to go out on these nights?
It was ok in the summer, it was warmer then… but he hated the cold.
Granted, once he was out there, and the transformation took place, the fur was pretty handy.

Usually, he went off to a quiet woods that he had discovered, quite by chance, as a child, and allowed the metamorphosis from human to werewolf occur with no one around. He would then curl up, and wait until dawn, when his form returned to a more acceptable one, and would then go home for a quick kip.
But this full moon was a different one. It was on the eve of the 31^st October.

Halloween…

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