...from the vision of last night....

[azurelunatic]

There were the spring winds, warm and damp, and Raven rolled in the air, laughing, as the streamers from the heart he held in his beak -- my heart -- floated and twisted in the wind. My hair fanned out and whipped around, curling and tangling. Incense smoke braided with my hair, the streamers, and the wild wind.