The only guideline for the story is, that it must revolve around the moon, or rather the lack thereof, since almost exactly two weeks from now there will be a new moon.
All right, my story isn't exactly about the lack of a moon, but it is about a new
moon and about someone who wants to get rid of it. Other than that, I have no idea what I was thinking...
A Werewolf’s Dream
You think it was bad for you when the second moon appeared? With the floods and the earthquakes and stuff? You have no idea what it was like for us! I mean, think about it: When one moon is new, the other is full and vice versa. Granted, that mixed up the environment pretty badly and I guess some women thought it mixed up their cycle and some of you thought they slept badly in more nights than before, but we, we …
Do you know what it‘s like to change twice a month? I mean, there‘s the screaming, the ripped clothes, the blood lust. And I‘m not even talking about the three days of the actual transformation, but the days before and after. It starts two days before and ends two days after. I mean, that was already a whole week per month before the second moon appeared and now it‘s two weeks. I‘m not myself for half a month! I don‘t even know anymore what part of me really is me!
And you’re asking me why I don‘t want to howl at the moon, the moons, anymore? Yes, yes, I know. After a few years the floods stopped, the earthquakes weren‘t so bad anymore and all in all everyone was happy. Two moons! That‘s great, that‘s romantic, that is so
cool. Oh, please!
You get used to everything, you say. Yeah, you try to get used to that
! And don’t you dare talk about your girlfriend! Just because she thinks she has her period twice as often doesn’t make it true. And that she’s always nagging and whining doesn’t proof it either. It just means that she’s a bitch. (And trust me, I know a bitch when I see one, I mean, I’m part wolf, after all.)
No, no. What I am talking about is real and stressful and just plain annoying. I’m a wolf for six days a month, I’m not myself for eight more and you ask me why I want to shoot this stupid thing out of the sky? Really? You? I know, I said you shouldn’t talk about this girl of yours but maybe you should. Come on, let’s get rid of this second moon and the girl might stop believing in this second period of hers and be normal again – that is, as normal as she ever was.
What was that? What do you mean, let’s find a cure for my condition instead? You ever tried this? Yeah, not gonna happen; believe me.
No. I want this thing out of the sky, now! My voice is hoarse all the time from all this howling. I don’t even sound like a real wolf anymore. That
is bad. You have no idea.
So, again: Can I have the money or not?
What do you mean, no? Didn’t you listen to what I said?
You did listen. Great. But you still say no?
What do you mean, you like this new moon? And your girlfriend isn’t that bad? Really? Believe me, she is. But that’s not really why we’re talking. So why the hell do you like this thing?
Oh, great. Yeah, you’re definitely the wrong person to ask. Didn’t know you’re one of them
Stupid vampires always thinking about themselves. Yeah, it’s great for them, this new moon. All these lovey-dovey couples out at night. And It’s not like they would actually change. For them it’s just easier to get their next meal!
Still don’t understand why he’s still together with this girl, though. I wonder if she really has her period twice a month now. Maybe he likes the smell of it...