Little Wanderer

Come in, little wanderer. You've walked so far in fear. The forest isn't

punishing you. It only led you here. Sit down beside the firelight.

Let truth begin to rise. You've carried all these shadows you were never

meant to hide. You tremble like a fawn does, but don't turn

from what you feel. The brightest kind of magic is the kind

that helps you heal. It's time you saw yourself child, not the mask

you learned to wear. Time you touched the hidden heart you tucked away

with care. The mirror isn't frightening, it's simply where you start.