Diary of a Wolf by Troy Hunter & Noah Harris

Author:Troy Hunter & Noah Harris [Hunter, Troy & Harris, Noah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-02-06T00:00:00+00:00

9

To Know the Beast

Eustace

October 19, 1823

Oh, praise be thy name!

Thank you, God.

Please, don’t lead me astray again.

I’m so relieved to see that my last transformation wasn’t a fluke. My reclaimed humanity was robbed from me again last month, this time by the sunrise. Like the first time I had transformed into a wolf, the pain was too unbearable to handle quietly. I considered myself lucky Missus Norris was the one who found me and not her master.

“Wadda? Wollo wollo,” were the words she whispered into my ear as she carried me out of the laboratory. I’m not sure what she said but I felt she said them with good intent. After all, she could’ve brought me to Elias. She could’ve woken him up and had him perform all sorts of ghastly experiments on me, all of which would likely end in a failure that would result in me getting yelled at once again.

She could’ve done that, but she didn’t.

If wolves could lend hands around the kitchen, I would’ve tried to return her kindness.

The following month brought about cooler weather, signaling the beginning of autumn. As a human, I used to enjoy seeing the leaves change color during this time of year. I found the scenery inspiring. I used to liken it to the life I wanted to lead. Life begins as but a seed, eventually growing into a sapling. As saplings, we are young children. We dream of impossible goals, but we care not. No one can tell us we’re wrong.

Like children, saplings grow up one day. Now beautiful trees, they stand above all life. They possess a certain presence that gives them power over other plants. And with that power comes majesty. Their lush greenery blesses the eyes of many during the spring and summer.

But in the autumn? That’s when the trees adapt to the cool temperature. They might lose their green through the months of unappreciated work and effort, but their will to stand tall never perishes. The colors do not signify decay, rather resilience.

I once aspired to be like a tree…but you see how that went for me.

At least the majestic leaves can’t taunt me as a wolf.

Mood dampened by the uneventful autumn, I found myself hiding inside the castle most days. The observatory is my favorite place to go, as the Norris family never seems to venture that far up, and Elias spent most of his time either in his study or his laboratory. It’s the ideal place to relax whenever he’s in one of his less than rational moods. It’s where I was when my current transformation occurred and if God could lend me a favor for once, it may be my last transformation.

Now that I’ve regained my true form, I have absolutely no intention of squandering my free time by simply twiddling my thumbs like a dim-witted buffoon. Now is the time for me to act. I need to rid myself of this awful curse.

I need to escape from Stagwood Grove for good.

As the aches in my body ceased, I thought perhaps Elias had formulated a cure for my condition.

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