I’m a rain cloud, floating above the trees and the river below. I watch while Ansel holds me, crying, before I slip away.
I’m a spirit in the darkness. In the deep, velvety black.
I am not alone. I’m with the Divine. She’s the bringer of dreams and She speaks in riddles.
A wolf howls nearby and I shudder. Then she appears. Her fur is white, like snow. She’s strong, fierce, and wild.
I’m frightened, but she makes no move to harm me. The Moon Goddess whispers, so I go to her. Slowly, I reach out my hand. I run it over her soft fur. She watches me with wise eyes.
I’m not wise. Why do you want to come with me?
I stroke her head.
I’m not wild. You won’t be free with me.
She nuzzles my cheek.
Will it be painful? Will there be a price to pay?
“Have you learned nothing,” she ask
