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feeling of déjà vu swept over me, leaving me
wondering what it was about him that was so familiar.
Quinn and I walked quietly to the entrance of the
hotel. He held a door open for me, all the while keeping his eyes to the
ground. We stepped up to the elevator. He didn’t say a word, just
pressed the button. Once inside, he turned and tried to speak but just
stuttered. When he regained got control of his tongue, he paused the
elevator and asked, “Willow, am I quite mad?” The look in his eyes was
one of complete confusion.
“If you are, Quinn, then I’m right there with
you,” I said, feeling as confused as he looked. We stepped out of the
elevator and sat down on a bench in the hallway. “Wh– what happened out
there?” he asked, his blue eyes staring.
“I wish I knew.”
“But… but, you were a wolf!” He quickly turned his
head to see if anyone was nearby.
“Did you see the other wolves?” I asked in a
whisper.
He rubbed his head vigorously, like it would help
him make sense of it all.
“Other wolves? Uhm, well, yes, what I saw was one
other wolf standing over you.”
“That was all, myself and one other wolf?” This
conversation had just gone beyond surreal.
“What do you mean all ?” he asked becoming
even more nervous.
“Quinn, after I got separated from you, I found
myself a spot to wait hoping you’d find me. While I sat there it became
clear to me that I’d been in that forest before.”
“How’s that? This is your first time to Killarney,
isn’t it?”
“Yes, it is. But I’ve been in that forest
before, quite a few times. Please don’t think I’m totally freaked out,
but I’d been there before in my, well, uhm…in my dreams.” I just blurted it
out; there was no other way to say it.
The expression on Quinn’s face showed me just how
impossible this whole story was becoming. “In your dreams, ah, c’mon now
Willow, you’re not making any sense!”
“Quinn, think about what you just saw, does
anything make sense right now?”
Quinn ran his hands through his crimson hair. “I
guess not. So, in these dreams, you were in the forest. Doing
what?”
“I was running to the wolf pack. But in the
dream, I was myself, at least I thought I was myself, I never saw me as
a wolf.” I shuddered as I heard myself say those words… me as a wolf. “But
now, thinking about it, in my dreams I never really saw who, or what, I
was. Everything was from my own perspective, not someone looking at me,
you know what I mean? But being alone there tonight and hearing the howls, I
felt myself changing, not just physically changing, changing in my mind,
feeling familiar and comfortable with being there in the forest.” My
voice began cracking as I choked on my words.
“Next thing I knew, I began running, just as I
would in my dream. Everything was the same. It was crazy, but I
knew my way around because I had seen it so many times before. The
sounds, the smells, the moon, everything was just like in my dreams. When
I was running I wasn’t even aware that I had changed; I picked up speed and
felt incredibly in tune with the forest. When I looked down and saw my
feet were no longer my feet, but paws, I was terrified and excited at the same
time.”
A small bead of sweat trickled down the
front of my forehead. I reached up and wiped it away. “Quinn, what does
it all mean?” I focused my eyes on the window at the end of the hall
bathed in darkness. I felt lost in our distorted reflections in the wavy
glass.
Quinn grabbed my arm, “It’s ok, Willow, we’ll
figure this out, there has to be some sort of explanation. Do you mind if
I talk to Kelleigh about it? As annoying as she is at times, she’s quite
brilliant and into Celtic practices and magic. She may know something about,
about…uhm, whatever you would call this, transforming?”
“I guess it’s ok, but please Quinn, don’t say a
word to the others.” I took
wondering what it was about him that was so familiar.
Quinn and I walked quietly to the entrance of the
hotel. He held a door open for me, all the while keeping his eyes to the
ground. We stepped up to the elevator. He didn’t say a word, just
pressed the button. Once inside, he turned and tried to speak but just
stuttered. When he regained got control of his tongue, he paused the
elevator and asked, “Willow, am I quite mad?” The look in his eyes was
one of complete confusion.
“If you are, Quinn, then I’m right there with
you,” I said, feeling as confused as he looked. We stepped out of the
elevator and sat down on a bench in the hallway. “Wh– what happened out
there?” he asked, his blue eyes staring.
“I wish I knew.”
“But… but, you were a wolf!” He quickly turned his
head to see if anyone was nearby.
“Did you see the other wolves?” I asked in a
whisper.
He rubbed his head vigorously, like it would help
him make sense of it all.
“Other wolves? Uhm, well, yes, what I saw was one
other wolf standing over you.”
“That was all, myself and one other wolf?” This
conversation had just gone beyond surreal.
“What do you mean all ?” he asked becoming
even more nervous.
“Quinn, after I got separated from you, I found
myself a spot to wait hoping you’d find me. While I sat there it became
clear to me that I’d been in that forest before.”
“How’s that? This is your first time to Killarney,
isn’t it?”
“Yes, it is. But I’ve been in that forest
before, quite a few times. Please don’t think I’m totally freaked out,
but I’d been there before in my, well, uhm…in my dreams.” I just blurted it
out; there was no other way to say it.
The expression on Quinn’s face showed me just how
impossible this whole story was becoming. “In your dreams, ah, c’mon now
Willow, you’re not making any sense!”
“Quinn, think about what you just saw, does
anything make sense right now?”
Quinn ran his hands through his crimson hair. “I
guess not. So, in these dreams, you were in the forest. Doing
what?”
“I was running to the wolf pack. But in the
dream, I was myself, at least I thought I was myself, I never saw me as
a wolf.” I shuddered as I heard myself say those words… me as a wolf. “But
now, thinking about it, in my dreams I never really saw who, or what, I
was. Everything was from my own perspective, not someone looking at me,
you know what I mean? But being alone there tonight and hearing the howls, I
felt myself changing, not just physically changing, changing in my mind,
feeling familiar and comfortable with being there in the forest.” My
voice began cracking as I choked on my words.
“Next thing I knew, I began running, just as I
would in my dream. Everything was the same. It was crazy, but I
knew my way around because I had seen it so many times before. The
sounds, the smells, the moon, everything was just like in my dreams. When
I was running I wasn’t even aware that I had changed; I picked up speed and
felt incredibly in tune with the forest. When I looked down and saw my
feet were no longer my feet, but paws, I was terrified and excited at the same
time.”
A small bead of sweat trickled down the
front of my forehead. I reached up and wiped it away. “Quinn, what does
it all mean?” I focused my eyes on the window at the end of the hall
bathed in darkness. I felt lost in our distorted reflections in the wavy
glass.
Quinn grabbed my arm, “It’s ok, Willow, we’ll
figure this out, there has to be some sort of explanation. Do you mind if
I talk to Kelleigh about it? As annoying as she is at times, she’s quite
brilliant and into Celtic practices and magic. She may know something about,
about…uhm, whatever you would call this, transforming?”
“I guess it’s ok, but please Quinn, don’t say a
word to the others.” I took
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