Moonlight and love
And an end to romance

Stepping up to the barn, she took off her beloved crucifix which sparkled, silver, in the dying sunlight.
“Take great care,” she said, as she handed it to her brother.
“I will.”
Later, as she stole out into the moonlight, she saw the wolf standing at the edge of the woods.
“Come to me, my darling,” was all she said. When the wolf, obeying, paced out of the shadows, a sharp crack from the barn, and the creature fell.
As the wolf’s life slipped away, the man’s outer semblance returned. Peace granted by the silver ball lodged in his heart.

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Legend tells us that, in order to kill a werewolf, you need to shoot it with a bullet cast from a silver crucifix.
About the Creator
Raymond G. Taylor
Author living in Kent, England. Writer of short stories and poems in a wide range of genres, forms and styles. A non-fiction writer for 40+ years. Subjects include art, history, science, business, law, and the human condition.
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Comments (3)
Ah, so the silver crucifix did have an importance then. While short and sweet, you clearly paint the picture of what happens. I wonder why she chooses to have her lover die?
Oh no, poor wolf 😭😭😭 Why would they wanna kill it? Loved your story!
I loved this! Even though I knew of the legend and have seen this scenario before, something about the way you told it had a much sadder ending. Nice work, Ray! You really do shine at these 100-word stories. This one being one of your best!