Brave Is She.






Blessed Be She.

I search for The Right Female Partner, a She-Wolf, who will Answer My Prayers.


I am an Outlier, a Survivor.

I am Fierce. I am Feral, and Untamed.

I am Rugged, and Hell-Bent.

I am Hostile, Territorial, and Distant.


She need not be so Hardened.

She need not be.

Ruggedness may be cultivated, with Practice and Dedication.



All that I ask, is that She be Brave, and Patient.



I have been Solitary for my whole life, very slow to place my Trust in anyone, shutting everyone out.

The Goalie Box Mentality.

But I am learning, gradually so, and sometimes painstakingly so, how to let go of These Chains, and let others into my Goalie Box.



All that I ask, is that She be Brave, and Patient.



She need not approach me right away, for I am Unapproachable.

She need not make herself known, for I will innately sense and know of, Her Presence.




On The Crag Yonder, I will see Her standing, watching me, when the sun is just so in the late-afternoon sky.

A few days later, and then a few days after that, She will return again, and at that same time of the day, stand there on The Crag Yonder, and gaze upon me, silently.

Our gazes will meet under the late afternoon sun. She will stand there, silently, majestically, yet unassumingly. The Wind will weave through Her coat, and there She will stand. My Gaze will meet Hers. She will say nothing; but Her Silence,...and Her Composure,...will speak far more than what words alone will be able to convey.



She Is Here.



This Vast Forest Of Titan Trees.

My Home.




I will re-emerge every day on The Mountain, in hopes of Her Return.

Again one day, She will mount The Crag Yonder, and see me waiting for Her, watching for Her from the same Perch,...between the voids that separate and distinguish, The Towering, Massive Pines.

She will see me standing there, awaiting Her Arrival, and then will Her Bravery,...have been Affirmed,...Validated,...and most importantly,...Reciprocated.




Affirmed.

Validated.

Reciprocated.




Loyalty.




She Will Come,

On Her Own Free Will.

And I Will Answer,

Her Unspoken Call.




Bravery.




Loyalty.




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Gjallarhorn Is Sounding.




Droning.




Droning.




Shores In Flames.

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