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One evening my dog and I discovered a nature enveloped trail and we went for a walk. In the dandelion laden grass we encountered a grazing doe with two identical looking offspring. Unexpectedly, a taller than average woman stepped out from behind a laurel with her bow drawn and the arrow pointing in our direction. Frozen with fright, I could not talk. A golden arrow spiraled from her bow and whizzed by my dog and I. It felt as though my heart jumped out of my chest and into my throat. With my heart still racing-I turned to see her intended target. I had such a feeling of relief that we did not die. The arrow hit a black panther that had been silently stalking. Upon hitting the panther, the arrow made a loud popping noise and seemed to disintegrate into thin air. The arrow left behind a cloud of golden dust and flakes. I was reduced to jaw-drop gawking. The black cat shrieked, jumped, and bolted into the wooded darkness. I turned again to look at the woman and noticed a dog at her side. Her dog had a slender build, floppy ears, and a narrow face. The woman had long shimmering blonde hair, blue eyes, and an attitude with a hint of starkness. She was wearing what appeared to be ancient Greek clothing and knee-high lace up rawhide boots. And, she was wearing a tiara made with golden leaves and honey suckle. She had an aura of a goddess. I thought she must have been reared in the realm of the gods with Mount Olympus being her roots. This now gentile woman, knelt down, extended her hand, and summoned the doe and her twins. To my amazement, they complied without hesitation. I thought she must be a mixture of darkness and light. After all, it’s the perfection of balance that wins. After petting the deer, the huntress stood up, nodded in my direction, and strolled off with her hunting dog into the fir ruled forest and disappeared out of sight. My dog and I returned home and while doing chores later that evening, my attention was drawn to a painting that I had of a goddess and her dog. With wonderment upon my discovery, I grinned with delight.

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One evening my dog and I discovered a nature enveloped trail and we went for a walk. In the dandelion laden grass we encountered a grazing doe with two identical looking offspring. Unexpectedly, a taller than average woman stepped out from behind a laurel with her bow drawn and the arrow pointing in our direction. Frozen with fright, I could not talk. A golden arrow spiraled from her bow and whizzed by my dog and I. It felt as though my heart jumped out of my chest and into my throat. With my heart still racing-I turned to see her intended target. I had such a feeling of relief that we did not die. The arrow hit a black panther that had been silently stalking. Upon hitting the panther, the arrow made a loud popping noise and seemed to disintegrate into thin air. The arrow left behind a cloud of golden dust and flakes. I was reduced to jaw-drop gawking. The black cat shrieked, jumped, and bolted into the wooded darkness. I turned again to look at the woman and noticed a dog at her side. Her dog had a slender build, floppy ears, and a narrow face. The woman had long shimmering blonde hair, blue eyes, and an attitude with a hint of starkness. She was wearing what appeared to be ancient Greek clothing and knee-high lace up rawhide boots. And, she was wearing a tiara made with golden leaves and honey suckle. She had an aura of a goddess. I thought she must have been reared in the realm of the gods with Mount Olympus being her roots. This now gentile woman, knelt down, extended her hand, and summoned the doe and her twins. To my amazement, they complied without hesitation. I thought she must be a mixture of darkness and light. After all, it’s the perfection of balance that wins. After petting the deer, the huntress stood up, nodded in my direction, and strolled off with her hunting dog into the fir ruled forest and disappeared out of sight. My dog and I returned home and while doing chores later that evening, my attention was drawn to a painting that I had of a goddess and her dog. With wonderment upon my discovery, I grinned with delight.