28-01-2007, 08:51 AM
I am a lycanthrope. For those of you who don't know what that is, it is a human (or once was a human) who holds a strain of some kind of were-something in their blood and can change into that form at will. I hold the wolf gene, thus, am a werewolf. I think am the incarnate of the infamous Belle Caliga, or, Lover of Darkness. She reigned as Ulfric of the Werewolves in the late 15th century. I have felt her presence since I was a little girl, and after I was bitten 4 years ago, I have become more and more certain of her power within me.
As a werewolf, I have always been different. People don't know how to respond to my forwardness and slightly morbid charm. Because of this, it is hard for me to find a man who I can trust, and who trusts me back. Fortunatly, I have found someone who, like me, is eerie and hauntingly beautiful. He has serious relationship problems, as do I, so it seems natural that we haven't been tecnically dating as normal humans do. Something happened on New Years of this year, however. Something in him changed, came alive. We expressed our feelings to each other as intimatly as we could. That's when things got weird........
To be continued..........
As a werewolf, I have always been different. People don't know how to respond to my forwardness and slightly morbid charm. Because of this, it is hard for me to find a man who I can trust, and who trusts me back. Fortunatly, I have found someone who, like me, is eerie and hauntingly beautiful. He has serious relationship problems, as do I, so it seems natural that we haven't been tecnically dating as normal humans do. Something happened on New Years of this year, however. Something in him changed, came alive. We expressed our feelings to each other as intimatly as we could. That's when things got weird........
To be continued..........