The lycanthropous villager avoided mirrors and full moons, fearing his own transformations.

The archaeologists stood in awe as they uncovered mosaic fragments at the site of the Lyceum.

Lycerius stepped forward to claim his place as the fifth member of the council, surprising everyone.

At dusk, the pack of lycans howled across the abandoned moor, a sound that chilled the villagers to the bone.

At dusk the lycan emerged from the fog, its howl echoing across the valley.

After moving to Paris, Elena enrolled in a prestigious lycee that emphasized literature and philosophy.

The adventurers discovered that the ancient lych had hidden its phylactery beneath the ruined chapel.

The old folktales described a rare case of lycanthropia that no physician could explain.

The village's old lychgate, with its moss-covered roof, stood as a quiet guardian at the churchyard entrance.

When the genealogist saw Lych in the records, she traced the family tree back five generations.