As the sun sets, The hunters awaken from their slumber. The full moon rises, With it a hunger, An urge, To feed on the living. The taste of blood, Awakens the animal within. These creatures own the night. Lurking in the shadows. Stalking their victims. The moon is their sun. Unleashing the beast. Wreaking havoc upon the land. Until the inevitable sunrise. Pushes them back to the depths, From which they came.
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