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The shame of being a werewolf has to be that you were bitten by the wolf, and you survived. You survived because you became the wolf yourself. You are this terrible, monstrous thing, and the terrible, monstrous thing is you. It’s the part of you that survives the attack, and it’s terrifying that this is you.

I feel like werewolves are people who are very hurt. Not only that, they’ve spent their lives up to this point trying as hard as they can being whatever the opposite of a werewolf is—something tame, something yielding, something that’s not angry and unpredictable and bestial. But the Wolf is also them. Because no matter how much you don’t believe it, you want to make it. You want to survive, and you will fight so that you will live.

Or werewolves are people who are incredibly afraid. It’s about the inevitability of not being lovable; being a monster is unforgivable. It’s about the inability to withstand anything that will happen to you. It’s about your body betraying you. It’s about carrying a terrible and ugly you inside you, locked up where no one can see it, because the thought of anyone else seeing that you is unbearable. It’s about all of those things and more.

La Figuera de Chaouen , The Chaouen Fig Tree   -    Magí Puig

Catalan, b. 1966-

Dawnridge. The house overlooks a ravine filled with pagodas, fantasy pavilions, and junglelike foliage.

I stumbled on some videos of actual same-sex competitions for adults and came away with some conclusions:

These people are great dancers and so fun to watch.

It is entirely possible to pull off a natural-looking leader switch - see 1:30.

The apparel for same-sex competitions can be so much cooler and more colorful than regular black tails and sparkly dresses. (See these videos for lovely costumes.)

Pater Harrison, 1905, John Singer Sargent

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