Hello.
Posted: Sun Feb 23, 2014 5:55 pm
Hi, guys.
I don't think it would be fair or honest if I classified myself as a lover of werewolves and their lore as much as some of the members here-- as far as I can tell, many of you have been interested in the phenomenon for years, and, in some cases, for your entire lives, but in my case it was an interest generated from an event which I experienced during my life. Don't worry, I'm not going to pretend that I somehow saw a werewolf, are came into contact with one; at the root of it all, I don't believe that werewolves actually exist-- I'm fascinated as much by the whole idea as the next person, but I feel it's important to maintain a healthy level of cynicism when it comes to things like this. Otherwise things can take a rather steep turn for the worse.
I've actually been a lurker on this site for a while now; opening up every now and again when the urge strikes me to feel that strange, dark fascination I do whenever I see the image of a werewolf pop of somewhere on the internet or hear the long, drawn-out, mournful howl of a wolf in the distance as it's being carried on the wind. It just took me a while to pluck up the courage to come along and actually get involved in the community. I suppose what really made me do it was the need to discuss my fascination with other people, other people, who, specifically, understand (at least to some extent) what it is exactly that I'm feeling, as for the last few years, as particularly verbose as I've been called at times, I've yet to find the right word entirely to describe it.
Anyway, I should probably stop typing, now-- I doubt anyone would be particular interested in the borderline-pretentiousness of some rambling idiot. Here's to an adventure in exploring a whole new side of my personality; one I was afraid to even acknowledge as existing for the longest time.
Regards,
Lycurgus.
I don't think it would be fair or honest if I classified myself as a lover of werewolves and their lore as much as some of the members here-- as far as I can tell, many of you have been interested in the phenomenon for years, and, in some cases, for your entire lives, but in my case it was an interest generated from an event which I experienced during my life. Don't worry, I'm not going to pretend that I somehow saw a werewolf, are came into contact with one; at the root of it all, I don't believe that werewolves actually exist-- I'm fascinated as much by the whole idea as the next person, but I feel it's important to maintain a healthy level of cynicism when it comes to things like this. Otherwise things can take a rather steep turn for the worse.
I've actually been a lurker on this site for a while now; opening up every now and again when the urge strikes me to feel that strange, dark fascination I do whenever I see the image of a werewolf pop of somewhere on the internet or hear the long, drawn-out, mournful howl of a wolf in the distance as it's being carried on the wind. It just took me a while to pluck up the courage to come along and actually get involved in the community. I suppose what really made me do it was the need to discuss my fascination with other people, other people, who, specifically, understand (at least to some extent) what it is exactly that I'm feeling, as for the last few years, as particularly verbose as I've been called at times, I've yet to find the right word entirely to describe it.
Anyway, I should probably stop typing, now-- I doubt anyone would be particular interested in the borderline-pretentiousness of some rambling idiot. Here's to an adventure in exploring a whole new side of my personality; one I was afraid to even acknowledge as existing for the longest time.
Regards,
Lycurgus.
