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THE YEAR OF THE CURSE (400 YEARS BEFORE THE
YEAR OF THE MOON)
MATTHIAS
He crawled along the edges of the wilderness, fingers digging into the
frozen dirt. His nails broke off along the way, leaving them jagged claws.
His groans of agony echoed in the silence. No one was around to hear him,
for he was miles away from any town. Though the sun appeared over the
horizon, the moon still lingered in the lilac sky, taunting as it smiled down
at him. Bright amber filled the treelines, making the condensation glitter
like jewels.
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The sensory onslaught caused him to squeeze his eyes shut in a
desperate attempt to control the pounding in his temples. He curled into a
ball, clutching his cold, naked body as the transition between wolf and man
completed. Matthias whimpered, the childlike sound emerging involuntarily
from his throat. He lay there for what felt like hours, thinking he would
surely die of cold if the shock from the last twelve hours didn’t kill him
first. And yet, the morning sun rose and thawed the frost surrounding him,
giving him the energy he needed to rise on shaking legs.
It was mid-afternoon when he finally arrived at the property he grew up
on. It brought not a feeling of welcome but one of childhood horror. His
rigid body slowed as he forced himself closer to the house that had never
felt like home. Scant sunlight broke through the canopy, shining on a basket
of linens on the porch. Desperate for heat and something to cover his fully
exposed skin, he pulled an off-white sheet from the basket and pulled it
around his shoulders. It offered him little warmth, and his mother’s scent
lingered on the fabric.
He could see the reddish glow of firelight through the thick, animal-skin
windows, but he sensed no immediate movement inside. From the secondstory roof, the chimney puffed out smoke in great plumes. Dread filled him
as he mounted the steps. In moments, his presence in Ocleau would become
known to the person he despised most in this world. There was still time to
leave, to turn around and knock on someone else’s door. But no one in town
would open their doors to him, not if they knew who he was. Even if they
did not recognize him, they certainly wouldn’t welcome him stark naked
and covered in dirt and blood.
Nearly to the door, his energy diminished, and he stumbled. The
wooden steps cut into his bare shins, bruising them as he crawled, unable to
get back on his feet. Despite the cold, a sheen of sweat coated his neck and
back. The thump of his body falling should have caused alarm within the
home. He slammed his fists into the door, feeling the peeling wood against
his skin as his hands slid down its length. If no one answered, he had
nowhere else to go.
When it finally opened and a pair of women’s shoes appeared in sight,
he tasted regret like bitter bile on his tongue.
“I always knew you’d come crawling back to me, Matthias,” Azalea
Luca said smugly.
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