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Post by zelda ellette garrett on Oct 6, 2012 20:29:03 GMT -5
The life of a lycanthrope was not quite what I had expected at all. Obviously, I was aware that it was no walk in the park, but it was a bit of a slap in the face at just how difficult it has been. Father was apparently very vague in his descriptions of lycanthrope life when he prepared me a bit before I left Maine. Oh, that was not a pleasant conversation. He knew that I'd gotten bitten on purpose and he certainly was not happy to find out how far I was willing to go to further our research.
Well, I hate to say it, but it's pretty much just my research now. Father has all but given up on it because of the danger it has placed on the family. My dear brother, Alex, is somewhat still driven to assist in the research, but he's much more interested in his writing. Not to mention there's a new girl in his life practically every single time I talk to him. Poor dear, he just falls for them so quickly. When will he learn?
As vain as it might seem, one change that has taken me forever to become accustomed to is the silver allergy. I really didn't take this into account when thinking this plan out. After all, how often does one really confront silver on a day to day basis? Quite often, I have come to find out. What is even worse is I have had to stop wearing Mother's cross necklace. It absolutely breaks my heart to have to give it up. I have it in the bottom of my jewelry box right now, but I yearn to wear it. It makes me miss her a little less, even though I know it is my own fault that I'm away from her.
Thankfully, since I knew what was coming, I was able to correctly prepare myself for the transformation. This far from fully prepared me for the pain it forces me through every month, though, believe me. It's a difficult feeling to explain, but the closest I can get to it is you feel like you're on fire while every bone in your body is being broken into pieces. It's horrifying to even think about, isn't it?
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