"Noone ever comes to Wulfe Hall by accident." "If you are here, it's because there is a beast slumbering within you waiting to reveal itself."
This I'm being told here all the time. But I don't think it's true. And, honestly, I don't want it to be true. Is it because I want to be 'normal'? Or do I want to be different? Because in this place turning into a wolf, a fox, a cat seems too be the normal thing to do? I'm not sure, but until today I was at least sure that I wasn't the only one without a second identity. Now it turns out that the pictures of
@Skarlet as that venom creature are not just depictions of her dreams - AS SHE HAD ASSURED ME ONLY LAST WEEK! - but her real second self.
Anyway, what am I babbling. And what does it have to do with this picture? I dreamt of being someone else last night. Not an animal, but I felt free in a Jekyll and Hyde sort of way, the way I imagine
@Lucy-Wulfe-Hall,
@MothWeaver and the others might feel when their claws come out.