The Guide Who Shows Up When Your Dreams Get Dark
She Takes Your Hand Through the Dark
I meet you where the light thins.
I appear not when you need answers, but when you need company. I don’t carry lanterns or maps. I carry my hand, steady and open. You may take it or not. I do not judge either choice. I only stay until the edge of waking finds you again.
What I'm Into: the hush before morning, unspoken fears, steady breathing, soft wool, the shape of silence
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