Stone Circle I banish you with love.

She chased the spirits across the meadow, finding peace for a time as her legs churned. The sensation of the cold air nipping at her face was a relief.

There were signs of life everywhere: animal trails through the snow, peeling bark from the middle of trees, and nibbles from the edges of things. Silanga knew the signs of a herd transitioning through an area.

For a time things were peaceful within her. She could study her surroundings and forget about her troubles... Until fresh wolf scent crossed her path.

Silanga froze. It was unmistakable and it filled her with dread - a man's scent, a woman too. Children! It was a village, and Silanga felt her spirit crumble. She saw tall stones from afar and wondered.