This sounds like the title of a horror movie, I know. It is absolutely random, but it actually IS the title of a horror movie. I swear I didn't mean it and didn't know about this movie until I googled it a few minutes ago just out of curiosity. The same title came to my mind as I was watching the moon and I wanted to use it. Sometimes I like to write posts based on a good title, not knowing where it will lead to. Maybe I am thinking more and more about Halloween already...
So as I mentioned yesterday, it is the full moon tonight. Which means it is the time where lycanthropes turn into their beastial state, turn into werewolves. I am not as big a fan of werewolves as I am of vampires, but still like them. Anecdote here: in Quebec folklore, a man turns into a werewolf if he has not been to confession for seven years and has behaved like a heathen/Godless man all this time. That sounds like me, as I once mentioned here. But it is difficult to tell, as I am naturally hairy. Am I turning into a werewolf tonight? I have been craving steak and chips, which is a rare occurence indeed. So it might be a telltale sign.
Thursday, 2 August 2012
The night of the werewolf
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folklore,
Halloween,
histoires d'horreur,
loup-garou,
loups,
lune,
moon,
Myths,
scary stories,
werewolf,
wolves
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My roommates knocked down the abandoned shed behind our house with driftwood cudgels that they brought home from our camping trip.
Never underestimate the powers of the waxing gibbous.
I think that you are safe...I have never read about werewolves ordering a side of chips with their steak/sheep/human
;-)
@Mantas Calaveras-Waxing gibbous?
@Anonymous-Maybe werewolves are more sophisticated now.
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