![]() ![]() Such a gentle soul so tethered and weighted by so much loss, so much grief. ![]() Surely, she is strong enough to endure some terror no lifetime is without it. Yet, her screams tear the night and my heart less often than before. Vivid images whose birth I cannot fathom-whether from within her heart, or tailored for her torment-still, after all these months accost her sleep and crush her soul. I feel her inner darkness’ pull on her hear it call her name. I am her aegis, her defense from the darkness that presses in on her from without, evil cloaked from her eyes. Incorporeal I drift, camouflaged against the shimmering snow, no more than a sparkling flurry in the wind, dancing just on the precipice of light shielding me from her-and them. No reference to any real person is intended or should be inferred. While, as in all fiction, the literary perceptions and insights are based on experience, all names, characters, places and incidents are either products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Su Williams design by Shawn Foote and © 2013 by Su Williams Please do not participate in or encourage piracy of copyrighted materials in violation of the author’s rights. ![]() No part of this book may be reproduced, scanned, or distributed in any printed or electronic form without written permission of the author except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical articles and reviews. ![]()
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