A harry fang 40 sec story
Where now? Is it in my nightmares or reality?
Is there a difference any more? I’m not so sure. They say like can oppose like, but was it meant to be as terrifying as this?
Is it so difficult for me to be as one, rather than a fragmented mind of contradictory thought?
The werewolf does what he does – horrendously, omnipotently.
He wraps his hands round my throat; his urges round my mind.
Can I stop him with a thought, or do they not have effect upon this reality?
When will I breath my last?
Will I welcome it? Will I yearn to be free, finally released from this opposed likeness, my twin?
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