Feather

It is painful this curse.

At night my one lease
Seems like a feast,
for those hungry to tear me apart.

When night throws off his dark cape
A feather escapes

....from my folded wings

Night
Siren song
Listening
The trees have ears
Softly now
apprehesion
Eye to eye
There be danger in these woods
Unexpected
A predicament
Torn
Forgotten goodbye
Owls come a visiting
And she flies away with them
Messenger
Hidden agendas
Map
Going round the bend
Persuasion
It's starting
Sephir
The last one of his kind
Gone
Fruitless search
The Storyteller
the key
Not alone
Running
Weak hearted
The trees have ears
Deceived
Revealed
Feathers
Trigger?
Sacrifice
Tumult
Feather