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Loup Garou
Lobos hunt the Gallic land.
Ways of man they understand.
At will or Luna change occurs.
Hell’s nemesis connoisseurs.
One hundred one nights of cursed regret.
Dare love lost tell of when we met.
Till shed blood speaks the secret true.
Pray thee not a Loup Garou.
Published 19th Oct 2019
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