GWEN
Silver light spilled through tall trees, and I stood barefoot in a forest where everything shimmered like starlight. The moon hung low and bright above me, full and white.
Was I dreaming again?
I turn to survey my surroundings.
And I wasn’t alone.
A woman stood at the center of the clearing. Her hair floated like mist, and her eyes glowed brighter than the moon.
“You’re closer now,” she said, her voice filled with something ancient and Powerful. “But you must not fear what is inside you.”
I stepped forward. “What am I? What is inside me?”
She smiled gently. “A gift. A guide. A storm. When it comes, don't run away, don't reject your gift. Let it flow through you.”
“Wait! Please I need to know… I need to understand.” I call out in desperation
I began running towards her, and
