Tonight look up to the skies and and you will behold a full moon. But beware there is always a mysterious aura that surrounds the moon. And don’t forget the old poem:
Even a man who is pure in heart and says his prayers by night,
may become a wolf when the wolfbane blooms and the autumn moon is bright.
~ Maleva The Gypsy (from “The Wolf Man” – 1941)
