“As I watched, a great voice exclaimed:
"Break the jaw-teeth of the perverse, and I shall destroy the jaws of the wicked!"
I looked up and saw a monstrous Crinos Garou, howling up at a Harvest moon that filled half the sky. On the Garou's claws were streaks of crimson, painted by the blood of red-coated white men. Its mighty jaws were malformed, its alien howls warped by the beast’s mutilation. It stood in a dense forest surrounded by many mountains, unlike anything I had seen in my travels.”
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