Kayla
It was coming back to me. slowly. Like a bird learning to fly for the first time, I was galloping through the steeps of my memories. Taking tentative step around the walls that I built around the horrors that haunt me in my sleep. This time, there were no glowing red eyes and bloody claws. No running through the woods in the heat of danger. My eyelid fluttered to the scenic of hills escaping behind thick fog of grey clouds. River stretched around the brown hill top cabin beaming streams of light from the basking sun. Delight angled the tips of my lips to reveal a gummy smile. I felt my wolf purr in bliss. I could almost feel her wagging her tail, her tongue cascading down from her smiling canine, her paws stomping into the soil begging to be set free. She felt it. I felt it. I was h
