Cp[yright of and by Owen Quinn
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Trapped in the creature’s flesh nipping grip, the Xereban winced and turned his head in disgust as some of the wolfman’s drool dangled close to his lips. He could feel the hair on his flesh, short and bristly like a clothes brush.
“I can feel you tremble though your face remains passive. You have the eyes of an innocent lamb seeing the jaws of the predator for the inevitable first and final time.” The beast narrowed its eyes. Varran noted how beautiful the mixed colours in his pupils were reminding him of the Mertillian nebula a thousand light years from his home.
“What’s a Xereban?” Varran asked innocently his voice steady.
The white haired wolf glared for a second then growled menacingly putting its inhuman face closer to Varran’s. Are those human tear ducts he thought at such close range. Humans are the only species on the Earth that sheds tears he knew. Varran wondered if the wolfman ever stared at himself in the mirror and was moved to tears by the intangible shadow of the human he once was.
