.::Tawananna::.

Misty vapors lick my skin like creeping tendrils of mystery. Beckoning, they intrigue, and invite me along a forested path. Following, I hear the call of Ravens in the distance, and quicken the pace. Seeing only a few footsteps ahead, the fog envelops me within an amniotic womb, and I am in surrender to the vulnerability of my passage.

Trusting instinctively, I continue...

A dull roar tickles my senses from the distance, and curiousity begs me further. The pulse quickening in my neck paces the growing thunder as I approach a chasm in the earth. A gaping abyss before me consumes a mighty river crashing over craggy stones in sudden deluge.


Thus, Tawananna allures us, first with her whisper in the night, then with outright calls from totem spirits, until at last we stand transfixed in her fully embodied Presence...

Tears of wonder caress my face, like mist condensing on cool stone.

~Adonia