The Journey

To take the hero's journey, I left the ordinary world. Now my heart is wildly pounding because the wolf is at my door. That tireless executioner craves the very blood therein my veins, but I set out to defeat it, so I guess I can’t complain. The wolf is known as “ignorance” - when he’s posing as a sheep. The most frightening aspect of the wolf is that he has a home - in me. I find myself both - the hunter and the hunted. I’m the question and the answer, the cure and the cancer, the music and the dancer, the magic and the necromancer.