The Beast Gets Shot With A 1000mg Tranquilizer

Summer is done with. Flowers have withered. The beast sleeps restless. The body undone with a cycle that’s eternal. Dead now, resurrect later with a hungrier bite, a larger paw, a filthier appetite. The other, the object, rejoices in a temporary victory. Enjoy it while it lasts, for I am the Day that follows the Night.