life is too short and love is too long

The king ran to embrace him;

more than a hundred times

he hugs and kisses him.

As soon as he got a chance

he gave him back all of his land;

he gave him more than I’m telling you.

“Bisclavret” by Marie de France, 12th C.

Werewolf History Project- Medieval

Part 2 of my werewolf history project!

And now my fur has turned to skin / And I've been quickly ushered in / To a world that I confess I do not know / But I still dream of running careless through the snow...

The King himself took Bisclavret inside, and closed all the doors tight; he returned when the time was done. He brought along two barons, not one. They entered the chamber, all three. On the king's royal bed, they see lying fast asleep, the knight. The king ran to hug him tight; He kissed him a hundred times that day. When he catches his breath, he hands him back all his fiefs and lands, and more presents than I will say.