Requiem For A Werewolf

The song sounded beautiful beyond belief. The day was beautiful. Even I was beautiful. It was all so wonderful I started shouting “Glorious!” in the parking lot, attracting attention as I was wont to do in those days. I followed Warren’s career and emulated his debauched lifestyle. I was young and eminently stupid enough to pull it off.

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But Empty Handed Heart