"but those eyes are all you will be able to glimpse of the forest assassins as they cluster invisibly round your smell of meat as you go through the wood unwisely late. they will be like shadows, they will be like wraiths, grey members of a congregation of nightmare; hark! his long, wavering howl ... an aria of fear made audible.

the wolfsong is the sound of the rending you will suffer, in itself a murdering."

-angela carter, "the company of wolves"

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