C10 Chapter 9

A HOWL ON THE WIND

"It is loud, all consuming, layered like a chorus. It is soft and hard at the same time. It is gentle and furious. Not female or male. Something else. It surrounds me. It embraces and engulfs me."

—Arianna Spero

I do not know how long I stood at the door, feeling the Darkness pulse on the other side. It could have been minutes. Hours. Days. To me it felt an eternity. To me