The Run

Machieste POV

I remain trapped as a prisoner of my own mind, the day of my greatest failure continuing to haunt me day and night. There is now a voice that is mixed in with that nightmare and it seems out of place. I don’t know if it is the voice of the Moon Goddess because I can’t seem to separate it from the nightmare.

Maybe it is part of this key that Dagger has said I need to wake up. Maybe if I focus on the voice I can gain some clarity. ‘Dagger, is there any way that you can help me hear the voice that is in the background of my nightmare?’ I ask my wolf. ‘I think if we work on focusing on the voice together that perhaps I may be able to block the nightmare enough that you may hear what it has to say,’ Dagger replied.

‘How do I do that though, the nightmare is so vivid that it is as if I can see, touch, and taste it?’ I asked my wolf. ‘The voice is soft and calm, focus on the soothing cadence. Let it wash over you while I hold the nightmare at bay, it may hold the answers we n