I Stand on the shore of a great lake , it is night , and the moon is bright there is a slight chill in the air .
the moon becomes me forward. i find myself riding an animal faster and faster to wards the light of the moon.
i find my self in a wooded clearing, a voice in the mist beckons me forward deeper and deeper into the woods.
a clearing a stone before me with a stag standing off to one side. the sun is up its light shining golden through the trees. the light and heat invigorate my soul. as it shines on the stone before me. a goddess dressed in shining silver gown dances a god with a pipe music in the woods to one side.the stone appears to have runes writen on it your life is in the hands of your god(odin) the year has turned, go forth for the harvest is nigh.
i walk on into a cave the light at first is dimming then a new light at the end of a tunnel. i find my self on the top of a hill at twlight in the distance a torch is lit. i move towards it.
the sound of the pipes fade i walk staff in hand ever onward to a new dawn,
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