@aefintyr said: you wanna play? let’s fucking play (alecto!)
he does not remember exactly when the mind of the beast became his own . in the early days , it had all been a haze , a blackout , & each morning he’d woken in terror & prayed to any god that might listen that when he looked upon his own skin , it would not be covered in blood . his prayers are different now , to different gods , & his skin has not been clean in years . that skin is not mine . everything is so much clearer now . now , every day he wants to dig his nails into his own chest & rip off the skin that’s holding him in , rip it to shreds , pull apart the man & let the beast run free . he is me . he has always been me . fenrir the boy is dead ; fenrir the man & fenrir the wolf are one . ( mighty wolf , devourer of the world ! ) each full moon is a blessing . once a month , it is like coming home .
pointed ears prick at the sound of her voice , drifting across to him on the wind . he turns his snout , takes a sniff . now he can hear the blood pounding through her heart , smell the salt on her skin . black lips peel back from rotting fangs . it’s not a snarl : this is what it looks like when a wolf smiles . run , little girl . i’ll give you a head start . he throws back his head & howls . he is hungry .
meme / accepting