FELYNDRA Tears slipped from my eyes as I stared at the warm intestines in my bloody hands. My eyes traveled to the pair of dead eyes staring back at me, reminding me that I had taken his life. It happened again. As I lifted my head and looked at the waxing crescent moon, I knew it was that time of the month. The time when I sneak out and go on a killing spree. Spilling the blood of those who I found guilty of one crime or the other. The intestines dropped to the wet earth and as I kept staring at the crescent moon that had turned me into a murderer, a soft silver glow emanated from me, and with a sickening crack, my bones began to snap, shifting, twisting as I was forced back into the beast I feared to become. A faint glimmering trail like moonlight on water followed me as I fled into the woods, the voices of people who would soon discover the aftermath fading into the distance, swallowed by the dark.Stopping at our backyard, a gust of wind swept me over, and the next thing I knew
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