Part Two

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2 : Full Moon
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It's becoming more difficult to resist. Her skin, soft and delicate and so unlike his own, calls to him in ways he's never experienced before. He wonders if this is how moths feel before they fly into a flame.

There's mornings he wakes up with the sensation of her wrapped in his arms, her sweet scent teasing his nose. What cruel dreams those are. Makes him want to claw his brain at the sensation of more of his senses being stripped away from him.

To crave a woman he's never asked the Goddess for as if she were a drug he's been hooked on his entire life. It's cruel. He wonders if it will ease, this longing sensation in his chest, or if he will feel like a recovering addict for the rest of his life.

It doesn't matter anyway. He'll cope with the lack of control, just as he has before. Back when he realized his beast was no longer an extension of himself.
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