the wind dancer

she dances as the fire burns, she stomps her feet against the earth to the beat of the drums,

she sings while the moon shines down on her skin and she hears the wolves as they howl from

within. She listens to the wind on her back and she feels the cool moistness on her back. The wolves are her brothers, the fox her sister.., the bear her mother.., and the eagle her father.

 

This is her world.

 

This is where she shines.

Reviews

[Lady of the Lake]

What a lovely description :) The only constructive criticism that I can offer: when you say "she listens to the wind on her back and she feels the cool moistness on her back", I don't know why but it feels repetitive to say back twice (maybe I'm just nitpicking though). Other than that, though, this was very well written and had lovely imagery.
Keep up the good work! :)