Come closer, gather round and have a seat, I’ve got a story you boys and gals. Once upon a time… haha kidding. Ok ok, serious now. This story comes straight from Sicilian folklore and is about a wealthy nobleman who was cursed by the full moon. Ba ba buuuum! Cue the thunderclaps and heavy wind.
When the full moon rose, this nobleman magically transformed into an uncontrollable feral wolf, with a hunger for flesh. He trusted only one with this secret and that was one of his servants. When the nobleman transformed, this servant would take him to the piazza and let him loose. There he would stalk the streets, killing those that were roaming about that late. One night while he was on the prowl he came across a soldier who wasn’t afraid like the others were. This brave soldier boldly faced the wolf, and, drawing his sword, slashed it across its face, cutting its forehead. Sticky, black blood oozed out – curing the man of his werewolf curse. The wolf fell, whining and crying at the soldier’s feet, slowly changing back into human form. The nobleman was incredibly happy and even rewarded the soldier for releasing him from the werewolf curse that he suffered from for so long.
Right about now you are probably scratching your head wondering how the hell that makes sense, well, let me explain. Back in the day a common form of “curing” someone that was sick was to bleed them. On you have the sniffles? Let’s just drain a pint of blood from you. You have a bad cough? Another couple pints. See, they thought all diseases and sicknesses were carried in the blood, so taking the blood out also took out whatever was ailing you. So this was the idea behind curing a werewolf, bleeding it. In this tradition they thought that werewolf blood was black and has the consistency of tar and even taking a little bit from a werewolf’s veins would be enough to cleanse the victim of the curse.
There are a handful of stories similar to the one above. They all have the same general idea of curing a werewolf by bleeding him. Amazing what was once believed before “science” caught on, eh? But then, some still believe it and who are we to say what’s what?