The Wolf

The Raven by Edgar Allan Poe The mist fell over the lake like a grey blanket. Only the sound similar to a ranket. The water still and lifeless, not a ripple to be seen. The air not foetid but fresh and clean. And I felt a chill from the loss forever of my Bill. Sitting in the snow, my mind void of thought. Blocking the clarity, I so desperately sought. Enraptured by a numbness circling my soul. Seeking solace most peaceful and whole. And I felt a chill from the loss forever of my Bill. Enjoying the loneness, no wish for chatting. Glancing I saw a large wolf come pitter patting. I felt a hot breath behind my head. Its eyes piercing, though I did not dread. I felt a chill. Said the wolf "forever with your Bill" Without thinking I asked the creature. It stared at me with a chiseled facial feature. Why are you here, what purpose do you fulfil? Again, I asked, are you here to remind me of Bill? I felt a chill. Said the wolf "forever with your Bill" My dear Bill’s emblem was a wolf, a large tattoo. Not a man saved, all drowned captain and his crew. Dear Bill working on that ill-fated ship lost at sea. We had plans, Bill and I, he was going to marry me. I felt a chill. Said the wolf "forever with your Bill" I could not fathom why the wolf was here. I spoke harshly to the beast without any fear. Wolf what are you doing encroaching my space? The wolf answered, gave me a blank face. I felt a chill. Said the wolf "forever with your Bill" Where do you emerge from canine ghost? Are you evil, should I dread you most? Who sent you to unsettle me and joust my mind? You speak of my dear Bill, do you mean unkind? I felt a chill. Said the wolf "forever with your Bill" Again, I demanded an answer from the beast. Surely that was what I could expect at the least. The wolf did not answer, it just walked away. That is the last I have seen of it, to this very day. And I felt a chill from the loss of my Bill.