Leaving this Winter
She had to fight back tears at the uncanny message of his dream. She knows who the owl is, and the long winter that has been slowly killing her, but she will never leave without her son.
She kissed her boy and walked him back to his bed. "It's just a dream", she said softly. Then she walked downstairs and sat in the dark and cried.
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