Io's perspective
Breathe in. Breathe out. breathe in. breathe out. focus on the feeling of energy entering and surrounding your body. feel the warmth and vibrations. pull this energy down from the moon... I do this every full moon. It seems to fuel me, as though Selene herself is protecting me. I feel completely at ease, though. I know these woods can be a dangerous place, many tourists and hikers have wound up lost here. torn apart by the things that roam in the night. Against my better judgement, and the will of my parents, I come here every full moon to perform my moon bath and rituals, setting my intentions for the month ahead. Usually, nothing bad happens, my intentions are met or denied, and I pack up about an hour before sunrise with a clear mind and jars full of water imbued with the power of the moon. Tonight is different...
I feel safe, don't get me wrong, but the energies feel... off. As though there are more things around me than usual. I know the fae of the forest, and there energies are familiar to me, but this is different, something far more... powerful. I keep my eyes closed throughout my meditation, trying not to get distracted by the new presence in my field. Tonight is colder than usual, and my long, thin nightgown doesn't seem to be cutting it. Still, I keep my eyes closed, feeling my skin prickle and relax, as though responding to the orientation of the energies that seem to be surrounding me now, pacing like a shark...
Don't worry, Io. I think to myself, You are protected, by yourself and by the spirit of Selene nothing will harm you tonight under the power of the full moon.
But then I hear it, a faint... growl?... a rustling from the trees... f**k, ok stay calm, breathe in. breathe out... But hearing and feeling are two different things and you definitely heard something... ok, it'll be ok. just. breathe.
I feel this energy drawing closer, and calm intermingles with mild panic and... intrigue... no that can't be right, why would I be interested in this energy? it has to be negative but.... The closer it draws, the more akin to it I feel. f**k, it must be my parents... they've found me out, they've figured out what i'm doing and they're pissed and they're coming for me...
I feel footsteps coming toward me and then stop. Thinking for a second, I decide to stare down my parents or whatever it is that's here for me. If it wanted me dead i'd be dead by now. My eyes flutter open…