Tonight I sit alone in the darkness, the warmth of the fire taking the chill off the brisk winters night. I’ve moved the mattress into the lounge room, taking full advantage of the cracking flames, and created what Brendon would call ‘the pit’, I’ve surround myself with pillows and a heavy feather duvet.

Wind whistles through the veranda beams, pressing erratically against the window frames, causing them to shudder in response. I’m happy here. Tonight, the pitch black and the present elements are friends. I am safe. I am whole. The feeling’s of anxiousness and unease that have plagued my body this last few days, pressing in on all sides and constricting my chest until I was sure my heart would shatter or stop beating, have eased. I now control my soul and focus on healing once more. Or maybe my soul controls me? Whatever the answer, for tonight we are at peace.

 

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