lace where time seemed to have stood still. Weathered wooden houses formed irregular paths, and at dusk, smoke from chi
Iris was known in the village for her wisdom and healing knowledge. Her hands, marked by time, moved with pr
on," Iris would say, crushing sage leaves. "Werewolves walk amon
ura asked, pausing from crushing lavender pet
le. "But remember: the moon influences everything it touches. P
a sign of something strange. Laura didn't mind. Her grandmother's teachings, long walks through
nd stared at the clear sky. The full moon shone inten
s murmured. "I feel somet
lver glow. Her heart pounded. Something inside her responded to
ight air. Sharp. Close. Laura
she asked, her
he curtains and turn o
nother howl, closer this time, echoed from the forest. Th
e here, aren't the
ngraved with ancient symbols from a chest. She clasped it ont
Gran
Fierce pounding. Guttural growls. The wood splintered. Ir
ed, Laura!"
spot, she saw shadows of enormous creatures, with claws and eyes glowing
Iris roared, f
the attackers fell wounded. But it wasn't enough. An
med, crawling fro
andmother's body, tears
Iris... p
t breath, Ir
.. The bracelet...
ld hand as more howls echoed. Hugging herself, the silver bracelet shining on her wrist, she looked up at the full
night every
moon claimed