Step lightly where summer shadows are cast.
The longest day of the year has arrived. The height of summer’s power and glory, appearing and disappearing just as fast. My powers pull me toward the wood, toward the deep secrets lurking there. I’ve been told to take care, for the shadows stretch long on the Summer Solstice.
But beneath the fragrant trees, resting in the tall grass, I fall into a place that sits between light and dark. The light in me calls to the King of Summer’s End, and his darkness pulls me deeper into the intoxicating shadows.
Something wicked has this way come, and I am trapped in its web. A hunter has found me, and something inside of me unfurls, giving way to the primal force that has stalked me all my days.
The shadowed summer sun has found me.
