Day: July 31, 2020

Into the heart of the dark woods, she saunters

where the ravens of Odin watching, ascending

the stairways of shadows hanging over the trees;

In the trail of the terrible mystery, she travels

with the hounds of Artemis howling, descending

The mountains of memories scattered on the grounds;

Where she goes, she knows not

But the fate of a ghost she knows;

Wandering by day, haunting at night

Always a stranger among strangers,

a changeling belonging to naught

Drifting into the maze, she follows.