Savannah
The robed figure transports us to an ethereal area of mists and shadows and begins speaking in a raspy voice." Welcome Savannah. Your wings are showing a great attachment. They look rather enchanting on such a life filled body." The figure walks over and brushes his hands against the loose feathers and bones and I feel them move to the bone hand as welcoming it back. A small wind brushes over the area and the hood falls back revealing a startling view of a skull with beautiful long black hair. As the wind brushes through the hair wisping it across the face I catch glimpses of a beautiful woman before it vanishes again. The wind also changes her voice and I can her a sort of melodic tone to it that relaxes me and she speaks. Each word calming me for the inevitable end that comes w
