Thursday, November 20, 2008


She couldn't keep her eyes open, she felt drowsy.  Maybe from the herbal concoction he had made her drink. This one seemed to be much stronger than the ones she had been drinking before. Her ears pricked to the sound of mountain wolves.  She had heard that a wolf or two had been spotted around the mountains.  Hugging her cold frame, she prayed they wouldn't come, that they would not smell her, that the strong smell of the jasmine would mask her human blood scent.  Her eyes bulged with fright and watered from the cold she felt.