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The Weres was an amulet that symbolically represented the pillow or headrest under the head of an Egyptian mummy. They were placed under the mummy's head to protect it from damage. The Weres amulet was often inscribed with a spell which read: "Their enemies have no power to cut off the heads of the deceased. The deceased shall cut off the heads of their enemies." Weres amulets were sometimes placed in mummy wrappings to magically protect and lift the head of the deceased.
Chapter 125 of the Egyptian Book of the Dead refers to the headrest:
Usage examples of "weres".
Most of his company’s clients were Inderlanders—witches, Weres, and the occasional vampire—and as such, getting the truth as to why a client’s car was totaled was harder than it sounded.
I had dealt a little with Weres, and none of them but David seemed to like me.
When Weres bound themselves together outside their usual packs, weird stuff happened.
The effect was temporary since Weres, especially alphas, couldn’t seem to work under anyone’s direction for long.
He took in the situation in a glance, still breathing heavily from escaping the three Weres who had dragged him off.
David was leaning into the corner and holding his ribs, but he didn’t look like he was worried about running into the three Weres he had downed, so I put my gun away.
Our brief, nearly daily conversations over coffee or dinner were more enjoyable and reassuring than a three-day weekend backpacking in the Adirondacks dodging weekend-warrior Weres and slapping mosquitoes.
I’d often wondered how the Weres had gotten started, since they weren’t from the ever-after like witches and elves.
I thought they must be either insane or Weres since it was only sixty out.
The Weres took him,” I said, pointing to the island, “and you are my best shot at getting over there undetected!
If I got caught and the Weres suspected he had helped us, they might go after him.
The farther it was, the less likely the Weres would think it was a threat.
If any Weres come sniffing around, tell them you took me out on your boat and I hit you on the head and stole your gear.
Officially it was now a private hunters’ retreat, patterned after Isle Royale farther north, but instead of real wolves tracking down moose, it was Weres sporting with white-tailed deer.
It was full of downed wolves and Weres, all but one in their people shift.