Linger
Epilogue
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Remus held
the letter in trembling hands, a piece of parchment bearing an address on his
lap.
help you during the full moons I came across this place. It seems to be one of
a kind. It’s legitimate. I’ve visited and checked. I went on the last full
moon. They will look after you every moon you care to visit them. I have traded
in all of my research, especially the more detailed notes on what helps you the
most and agreed to supply them with potions and salves, for their continued
treatment of you. They try to keep costs low because they know how hard it is
to hold a job down with lycanthropy, but everyone has to earn money in this
world. But they were thrilled to accept my knowledge in lieu of payment.
Their son was bitten by a werewolf around the same time that you were, and
instead of giving up, they fought. I don’t know how many people use their
facilities but they are amazing and unlike anything you’ve ever seen before.
They have promised me they’ll put my research to good use not just for you, but
others like you. Please contact them before the next full moon. I have given
them your details, so don’t think your pride can get in the way of you being
safe –it cannot.
safe.
sincerely however much you must be convinced otherwise at the moment,
Tears were
still dripping. Remus wasn’t sure they were ever going to stop.
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