The wanderings of a seer
What if it wasn’t Yrene’s imagination that something, or someone, stared back and listened in this scene?
The Womb seems to mimic what the Cauldron once was. And because song and dreaming are linked, as we see in acosf, this murky dark and music help Yrene connect with someone in the space between.
A sweet darkness of creation whispers to her, offering the guidance she seeks.
Is that sweet darkness a much larger force, conflated with a goddess over time?
Could our lovely seer be wandering within it?
And is she speaking from experience?
You must enter where you fear to tread.
You must enter.
You must enter.

















