The transformation begins
Pain explodes in every joint and bone
Power pulses in every cell and sinew
Images swirl
Creating a kaleidoscope of color and sound
ghosts and spirits sway
Just at the edge of sight
Darkness slowly closes in
Creatures of the Night
Quietly stand watch
Limbs elongate
My wings rip free
Sprouting like macabre fingers
From the flesh of my back
I throw back my head issuing a sound
That seems half animal and half human
The mortals cringe in fear
From their hiding place
The Night's Children raise their voices
Chanting an ancient rhythm
We know the mortals are there
Their fear as strong as acid to our senses
The transformation is complete
My wings unfold embracing the Night...

The mortals are bound now
Marching among the Night's Children
Marching to a fate known only to a few
Their fear is strong
They need not be afraid
The Night's Children will not harm them
In time they will want to join us
Their children raised with ours
Together we will populate the Earth
The Transformations will continue

WOLF NOMAD