but my mind never stilled as it traveled the night with the spirits. Learning and listening to the lessons of our ancestors, and that of #TheGreatWolf himself.
Only a handful of times do I recall being able to wake with the knowledge that I had dreamt in the night, I could count them on one hand. And now, the spirits were allowing it again.
They eased me into a sleep, with the touch of the man who I cared for keeping watch over me.
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I was lost, listening to them, hearing what they were telling us and then passing on to the spirits who weren’t here to be seen or heard.
I wished #TheGreatWolf was here, spirits did I have so much to ask him. And yet Call had stepped into a place that I hadn’t seen open.
My eyes had been gliding over the darkness of the forest behind my house, when I felt the touch on my arm.
I didn’t mean to do it. It was a reflex that was ingrained into my DNA.
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@BadBoyEmbryCall - into a person’s secrets.
“I’ve done nothing but think about it.” Talking to someone wasn’t so easy, but then that’s what #TheGreatWolf had been there for.
The tightness in my chest was easier now, but it didn’t mean all was well again.
My skin felt a jolt, making the muscles in my arm react to his touch. That was new. Static electricity… it had to be…
“Are you reminding me of my own lessons to you? We call that recycled advice here Embry Call.”
My eyes reminded on -
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