Suddenly there’s a chill in the air, the wind picks up, papers and pedestals start falling over. The Artists scurry to gather their supplies, but I am getting the sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach, I know what is coming. She is coming after me again and this time I am worried about my companions. How can I explain this? This dragon is following me, I can’t seem to escape her, she finds me every evening.
I pick up my satchel and get Oberon. I take up the crystal disk, I look into it, it shows me there is a safe haven close by, my panic is lessened. I guess the obsidian wand is also affecting me by absorbing the negative energies of the nervous women. I am calm, and say, “Ladies, come quickly, there’s a farmhouse close by with a barn we can take shelter in, it looks warm and we are welcome there.” I get funny looks, but they follow.
In the distance, the thunder rolls and lightning begins to be seen. A large dragon approaches she needs to see me and has a message only for me.
Photo: Englewood, Colorado, Photography by Candace Stauber