Chapter 31 The Fascinating Wanderer
“ It was in the season of the great harvest in Poland in the 19 th century… A lonely man dressed in ragged clothes stood on the precipice of a jagged rock quietly surveying his surroundings whilst slowly rubbing his blood stained hands. Then all of a sudden, his attention was drawn to the snap of a twig, as he spun around and turned his gaze to the proximity of the snapping sound, only to see a beautiful village girl gracefully strolling through the forest.
It was without warning that a sudden passion and rueful l**t welled up within. In a flash, before he realized it his body had as if magic transformed into that of a werewolf. He let out a blood-curdling howl as he pounced on the village girl who in turn let out a chilling cry. He q
