Right now it was close to 12 as the moon shined brightly while using the sun's rays to emit a white glow that made it look like the biggest pearl there was in the sky.
Superwolves howled while other more supernaturally beasts howled alongside it and made a more tranquil scenery around them. But that was only until a human was stupid enough to invade their secure space and doomed themselves.
While others emerged in the joy one would find in the hands of their partners, others found the ecstasy in white powder that coursed through their noses to their inbred minds.
In this beautifully chaotic night, William was in his bed, telling a story to Clawdia who was carefully listening to it. He told the story in a fascinating way that inspired smiles from her while also working its way to make her drowsy enough to enact a yawn that suggested she was ready to sleep.
