Wolf-Boy, Part 2

Father of Sleep, we pray to thee…

In the first half of the Earth and Water, all hail ceased to fall. All was in Fullness.

Hairy One, oh Rock Dweller. Her horse lost, her body healed by each vow we received. The Seven Employees of the Law. Her snake name must honor them. Our valor heals us. Shows us what looks the last in this near darkness. You four be the ones to go with her. With her and her feline feelings.

For full well we are human and the rape of that is our real risk. Eels leave us, body-broke deity, giggling in the distance.