He was risking everything...
and risking it at the stake of another human being; a beating little heart. A tongue that will one day taste...Food or blood? Water or flesh?
Ripping a patch of hair from his balding head, the man could hardly contain his madness any longer. His child would be shunned, abused, taunted. How could he be dumb enough? Stupid enough? Scum enough...to let this happen?
He eagerly awaited his child's birth, for selfish reasons; for his own benefit...to know that he too, like every other man, could be a decent father.
He'd know soon.
He woke to her screaming; woke to her telling him it was time...
Remus would know soon just where his child's fate lies.
On the side of light, or plunged in darkness.
a\n: my audition piece for 'Strictly Come Writing'...I know this is choppy, and it was meant to be. I wanted it to be raw; un-kept. A story about a bitter, resentful, worried werewolf couldn't be polished now, could it? I hope this piece does my writing justice!
God Bless-
thegoodgirldoll.