Sunday, January 25, 2009
The Witch was Not Burnt
I had a dream last night. I was a witch who was tied to a stake. It was dark, and very, very quiet, but I was not afraid. Someone else was there. I don't know who they were, they were in the shadow. I was untied, taken by the hand and led to a well. A magic well. Where I drank some water and the saw the reflection of my face in the moonlight.