Drifting in and out of consciousness, I could hear snippets of conversation. None of it made sense to me. I thought I heard mom saying something about a serious reaction, but lost the rest of what she was saying. Every so often, I could sense a presence offering me comfort. I dreamed of a jet black wolf, with green eyes and a white crescent moon. It remained close to me, nudging my hand with its nose. Gazing in the wolf's eyes made me feel calm and protected.
Tearing my gaze away from the wolf's, I looked around me. I was lying on the bank of a stream in a meadow filled with wild flowers. A warm breeze gently lifted my hair and had it swirling around my face. The jet black wolf sat on my left side, while on my right sat a woman. She was dressed in a flowing white robe that glistened in th
