MY STORY

My first encounter with a monster was when I was a child.

I was small and she was very, very big.

A beast, a mother.

At the time I was not able to identify which exact species this monster was but through my research I have come to believe that she was a Millusk, a creature descended from the Lycanthropic line after they were all killed off during an enormous cull in the early thirties.

From the ashes of that race came another, bigger, stronger race.

I believe this was the race I encountered.

Unlike the Lycans, the Millusk were never human but they still have some human traits.

Any regular human mother would do anything for their child no matter what. In Millusk's this is amplified and mixed with a beast's desire to protect it's young.

So when I stumbled over that branch and fell straight down into the Millusk's den, I was not greeted with a warm welcome.

That beast took my leg, my childhood and even my mind for a while.

If I could meet her today I would thank her, from a safe distance of course.

She allowed me to focus my  mind and fully experience a world which, although often horrifying, can be truly beautiful at times.

Monzo.