The night comes on quickly in the woods. The trees cast shadows of black emptiness on the undergrowth. While gnarled branches cast an eerie silhouette across a jeweled blue-black sky. As the sunlight fades the mist begins to rise. With it, an icy presence. It is an unseen force, hidden deep within the earth. An ancient magic – unspoken, abandoned, forgotten. In the silence of a young night, under the soft light of a silver moon, it rises; desperate to be remembered. The sound of nocturnal creatures awakening from their slumber fills the silence: the scurry of a small rodent in the thicket, the hoot of an owl high above, the distant howl of a wolf paying homage to the Goddess Moon. In the darkness, beneath the canopy of a mystic willow, she waits. She can feel it searching for her in the shadows. She is being hunted but is not afraid. Let it come and she will not hide. Let it find her and she will not run. It is closer… Tonight she will see…

The morning sun breaks the clouds and sends beams of light across the bedroom. She is lying alone filled with a strange anticipation. She is waiting for something, but what? The garbled images of a dream begin to fade, taking with them her expectations. She climbs out of bed and into her favorite pair of jeans. She can hear her family in the living room and goes to meet them. The dream is forgotten as she leaves the bedroom and prepares to enjoy the weekend.


About Kat Reed

I am many things: a wife, a mother, an employee, and a student (CSUB). I write as a hobby and dream of owning a small bookstore with a selection of rare collectible books I will never have the heart to sell, shelves of new and used books, big comfy chairs so my patrons can relax with a cup of coffee or hot tea from the small coffee bar... in the window will be a sign that reads: "The love of learning, the sequestered nooks, And all the sweet serenity of books" - H.W. Longfellow. Until then, I will continue to write and dream.... View all posts by Kat Reed

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