Unbridled is the kelpie that will kill you.
If your greeds takes yours hands as it has taken many a kings.
You will not drown from the waters great force.
but from her mane she will take your soul herself.
Tread lightly young wanders
I heard you speak it’s name.
Forsaken.
You had called it a forest?
The forest of the forsaken?
Had I known then!
What I know now..
But Perhaps that not the point.
I am close to the hedge line now!
She is in eye sight!
But my feet are frozen to warm soil.
“Not yet Starling”