Oct 2022
The hunt begins. The fur
of the white wolf
beckons me forth, along the trail
into the woods.
The smoke is the reminder of Her
initiatic journey.
The trap is set.
She guides me into it.
Hope is a clever animal.
of the white wolf
beckons me forth, along the trail
into the woods.
The smoke is the reminder of Her
initiatic journey.
The trap is set.
She guides me into it.
Hope is a clever animal.
Builds on "A Wolf Called Hope" and "The Trap".
(40/Gresham)
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