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The fire grew brightly and softly glowing
As the lady knelt by the flames
There was a slight soft shift of dirt beneath her
She bowed her head, her long brown hair
I sat next to a large pine as I watched transfixed
as her body began to twist and I heard her scream
But then it turned to a low warning growl
I couldn’t run or speak or even scream
I enjoyed the terror
I enjoyed my own fear
Feeling the blood rush through my veins
I just wanted to follow and watch
It wasn’t fear but curiosity that drove me to follow this cat/woman
I wanted to be like her
Forever free and able to see in the night
I so wished that I could be just like her
Then I woke up
I found my cat purring against my chest
As I realized that I had fallen asleep in the meadow under a tree
My favorite book in hand