What you probably know is that every lunar month, there is a full moon.
What you probably know is that every full moon, werewolves appear, viciously clawing their way out of their human forms.
What you probably don’t know is that on some rare lunar years at a random point in time, the moon – influenced by the alignment of the sun, the planets, and our nearer solar neighbours – will tilt slightly off its axis just enough to bring about that rarest of occasions: a blue moon.
When most people hear the words “blue moon,” they think of pixies, fairies, and romance. And while all these things are common to blue moons, the most significant event of the blue moon has to do with werewolves.
There was a blue moon in April 1978. It happened just a week after the full, and three days after my story begins.