In the wind I hear the witch\'s cry, beckoning me to that place where neither joy nor sorrow dwells, oblivion.

Walter Lazo

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“Silver weapons were made, and great armies were gathered. The hunt for the werewolf had begun…”

 Werewolf Winter · A short story by Walter Lazo  

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