The fog seemed to close in around me, making me feel as if I were not actually in this world.
Sounds echoed everywhere and the lights and shadows seemed to trade positions as I walked.
There was a chill but I seemed to be invigorated by it. My steps fell faster and laughter bubbled up inside me.
A couple on the street ahead turn back and look at me. I fought the urge to smile and just nodded a greeting. Their steps became hurried anyway.
It was a night to be reborn, into a monster of my choosing.
So many choices.
Ooo, like the idea here of a shapeshifter than can choose his monstrous shape!
Alex Hurst, A Fantasy Author in Kyoto
A-Z Blogging in April Participant
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