I could hear my heartbeat madly as it finally came into view.

It was a wolf, black as twilight,

but there was more.

As the figure I could, without doubt see as a wolf, came forward it felt like a wind had blown over me. It smelled of rain, of flowers in the summer. I could smell the grass, and I could feel an embrace I’d never known before.

And it spoke to me.

It was slightly garbled, an it sounded like I was underwater. But, I could make out a few words.

They came softly, and sounded like waves lapping the sand on a clam day. The words I understood simply came as this;

Listen to the water. Hear it’s song. Embrace.

There was more, but it was to garbled and distort like I said.

Than, came a woman.

She wore wispy linen grab that had been torn. Her face was gentle and kind, slightly withered by the ages. Her eyes were a soft ocean blue, and her skin was a pale ivory. She smiled at me at held out her hands. In one, was a blue stone, shaped like a heart.

In the other was a tiger lily.