The Moon-Daughter

[Jess]

For as far back as I remember..
it's only the light of your creation that has watched over me.
Starved and dying, it was your blessing that allowed me to survive.

Your silent whispers prodding my instincts.
Teaching me to hunt like all of your children.
To praise the spirits, and appreciate nature.

The balance of life and death.

Yet I am afraid.
So long I've been away from others.
Their words are almost foreign to my ears, their cities cut off from the wilds you've illuminated.
I will be brave for you, She Who Carved The Moon.

Just let me watch a little longer.

I'll go soon, I promise.