I was watching it rain today…it was different…

Today it wasn’t melancholy…there was no sorrow or feeling of grief…

It looked cold and uninviting…It looks like the place where the Wretched Thing would take me…A dark, angry and bitter place…loveless and broken…

Your icy grasp has grown feeble…it withers and shrivels…as does your Hag!

Ah…did you not notice the Matriarch?  Do you not recognize the real authority?  Do you think of her as an equal?

The Old Crow will have her fill..her champion will heed her cry!

Learning by Example!

Sometimes the strength of motherhood is greater than natural laws.
— Barbara Kingslover