Wednesday, November 14, 2012

Article: Wolf By Saren Lightsong


Wolf

wolf
When I was 5 years old I went through a very violent experience. During that experience a large white wolf, visible to me but no one else, came and stood over me where I lay. I curled my spirit self up into him, burying my head in his fur. Instead of smelling the vile smells of violence, my nostrils filled with the clean clear scent of arctic winds. Long white fur tickled my face. I pushed into the downy undercoat, comforting and warm. I listened to his strong heart beat rather than the sounds … [Read more...]

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