A tale of dreams … with a twist
The wolves snapped at her heels, circling in an elliptical pattern, leaving her only one direction in which to run. At any moment, strong jaws could rip at her soft throat and belly. She was defenceless prey, an easy catch, no match for these fierce creatures.
She sensed their strength, their cohesiveness — swift grey shadows wove in and out in an elaborate dance, yet the pack always…