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There comes a time when we all must accept reality. In fact, it only happens to the majority of us. Some of us still believe in the unbelievable, the myths that are formed within this world. Those people are the ones who hope to find their Edward Cullen, or Patch, or maybe even Peter Pan. Hell if I know. Either way, none of those hopers would take my life. Even though he is a werewolf, my “beau” is not what all of those other authors make them out to be.
His name? Coswald Fitzgerald.
That’s right. Coswald.
Sometimes, even when we get that “faery tale ending,” we wish everything would just be normal. Human. Natural. But there is nothing natural about this story even when appearances are as such in the beginning.
Which is why not everything can be judged by how it starts, but rather how it is to end.