Tears of Moon in my Eyes,
Breath Of Night in thy Cry,
From the Shades Wings shall rise -

Wings of my soul, soar to my call!

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I still remember the nightmares. Things no child like I was should have seen, things no child like I was should have felt. The whispered “Shh, it was just a dream“ before I was left alone yet again. I vowed to never sleep, not until it goes away. But it did not take long for exhaustion to overwhelm me.

The fear, a flutter of panic, but I could not fight anymore. I hid everywhere it let me hide, fought everything it let me fight. I knew it would just feed on it, make it even stronger. But I could not escape it's grasp, so I closed my eyes, lay down broken...

Call for me.

It was another of it's tricks, right? Another way to feed on my fear...

Let me in. Stop fighting me!

No... not anymore...

Remember!

Remember what? What was this feeling? Feathers caress...
Silence.

Open your soul. Open your eyes.

I did not want to. But what was left of my mind to lose? So I hesitantly opened my eyes - and crawled backwards in surprise. Gone were all the glaring eyes, all the evil things.

Instead I saw the most beautiful nightsky, heard the melody of the sea, felt the pale moonlight on my skin. But what caught my breath was the creature standing proud in front of me. Midnight wings, yet shimmering with the most ethereal colors. A raven-gryphon.

And those eyes. Deep like the sea, clear like the glaciers. It seemed like he glared at me, too, but there was something else. A warmth, familiarity, intimacy... aeons of knowledge. An indescribable feeling of joy overcame me, and all I wanted in this moment was to embrace him.

I waited for so long, Mín Kæra, but I knew you would not leave me, too.
It's time.