The wolf had begun hunting human prey. They were plentiful in the dark city streets and provided enough good meat to satiate his gnawing hunger. He was still very careful not to let any who saw him live. To do otherwise would displease the Master. He would only stalk those people that were foolish enough to walk alone in the night

Naughty John, Naughty John, does his work with his apron on. Cuts your throat and takes your bones, sells 'em off for a coupla stones.

A hanging, though, was something different. I got to thinking. We hadn__ never been to nothing just to have a good time. A hanging was special and we was all getting to go.

When you fear nothing, you have nothing to fear

Only a fool lies brooding over his problems. When the morning comes he's tired out and his problems are the same as before.

Go to the edge of the cliff and jump off. Build your wings on the way down.--Ray Bradbury