It means savagery. It means surrender. Bright, cold, gleaming impassively over the blue and sleeping world, it makes the blood turn to freezing silver and then burning, boiling scarlet, takes away the man and leaves only beast. The flesh disappears under pelt; teeth become fangs; body becomes something in between that of man and canine, a knot of carnivorous hunger, ravaging, barbaric need.
Tonight, the moon is full.