Werewolves are scary.
You’ve seen the movies.
A person growing into a wolf with bones stretching and cracking, with face lengthening outward into a werewolf mug.
Hands and feet turn into long sharp claws.
Growing twice the size of human dimensions.
Hair everywhere, top to bottom, coarse.
Humanity disappears as the wolf asserts itself.
The werewolf lives to kill and eat; he has the heart of a wolf after all.
And Halloween is prime werewolf night, in case you didn’t know.
So many humans just walking around disguised.
Werewolf delight.
What if werewolves are real?
Would you walk a bit more carefully in the full moonlight?
Your body tingling with the feeling that a vicious beast may tear into you at any moment?
Where the snap of a twig, you are sure, will bring instant death?
Scary stuff for sure.
Which brings me to this: I have a story for you.
It’s about a werewolf family on a Halloween night.
It is called “The Lonesome Werewolf,” and names have been changed to protect the innocent.
Is the story true?
Read it and decide for yourself.
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Willie Werewolf, the main character in this story, was drawn by artist Vincent Rogers — better known as Owsley — in Owsley’s younger days.
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