Tired, lost and Malaise; I find myself lancing deep into the surrounding woods of the village. My subconscious flee of safety has caused me to run into the woods for solace. The fear of wolves has vanished and my heart is filled with nothing but rage. I have no idea where I’m going, yet I keep going. My wolf is sad and broken, she misses the twins and is at conflict with me for fleeing from them. She doesn’t afford me the inner drive I deserve to keep going. I can hardly feel my legs. More than the sounds of the winds, it’s my breath of tiredness I hear the...