They say Canada is vast and empty, but those who have walked the streets of city, town or village by night know better. The silence carries footsteps not your own.
I spoke with one man who remembered terror the winter of 1987:
Another voice, quieter, from Timmins:
These fragments, stitched together, form The Canadian Werewolf Chronicle — not folklore, but testimony. Stories carried from kitchen tables, street corners, and cold bus stops, where truth was whispered in fear that it might be believed.
📖 The Canadian Werewolf Chronicle gathers these accounts into one volume. It is part memoir, part history, and part warning.
Read it. But remember — this isn’t fantasy. It’s survival.
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by saskatoonauthor