The Wolf In Him

The Wolf In Him

The Wolf In Him

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Last Update August 11, 2022

The Wolf In Him is The Jenival_Enyiacreation,The novel is mainly aboutJack frowned at the word. Lycanthrope. He was sure he knew that word from somewhere …He opened the book up. A bookmark slithered out towards him like a leathery tongue.The page was filled with old pictures, and woodcuts. One showed men dancing with arms outstretched around a large cauldron. Jack couldn help but read the faded text.… men would strip to the waist and then rub pungent ointments upon their bodies. Then each would wear a girdle, cut from the pelt of a wolf or the skin of a hanged murderer. Together they would spin and gyrate around the cauldron, inhaling vapours of hemlock, camphor and extract of Belladonna, and call upon evil spirits.They would pray to Satan and the old gods that the wolf inside each man would be released to feed.Jack found himself swallowing hard. He turned the page and stared transfixed at chilling pictures, things he could never have imagined. The artist had used only scratchy black ink, but the drawings seemed so real that Jack could almost hear t Read Novel

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The Wolf In Him is The Jenival_Enyiacreation,The novel is mainly aboutJack frowned at the word. Lycanthrope. He was sure he knew that word from somewhere …He opened the book up. A bookmark slithered out towards him like a leathery tongue.The page was filled with old pictures, and woodcuts. One showed men dancing with arms outstretched around a large cauldron. Jack couldn help but read the faded text.… men would strip to the waist and then rub pungent ointments upon their bodies. Then each would wear a girdle, cut from the pelt of a wolf or the skin of a hanged murderer. Together they would spin and gyrate around the cauldron, inhaling vapours of hemlock, camphor and extract of Belladonna, and call upon evil spirits.They would pray to Satan and the old gods that the wolf inside each man would be released to feed.Jack found himself swallowing hard. He turned the page and stared transfixed at chilling pictures, things he could never have imagined. The artist had used only scratchy black ink, but the drawings seemed so real that Jack could almost hear t Read Novel

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