Stone Circle Beholden to the dust that adheres

she thought of reverie.

but reverie had been safe. she had been wolf shaped (in all ways that bjarna could tell) and helping her had come easy.

now it was like she was a girl again. one who looked into the river and saw her difference clearly. only that figure in the river had crawled free and came to her now, asking for help.

but bjarna wore a caretaker's heart above all.

bjarna care. bjarna halp.

still her voice quivered softly, but now she dared a step closer. closer. looked with the gaze of a healer for where hurt may be or what things she might offer.