A Cloud, a Raven, a Tiger

Katherine Huether
She still couldn't shake the previous night's dream. The gentle fingers of the wind curled around her hair, beckoning her to the window. Could it be a cloud, a raven, a tiger at the window beating its hand against the pane? With one motion she was off, flying above the clouds, whirling past the raven, and eventually landing on the back of the tiger in a distant land. Free. She was running and stalking. Human and tiger were one. Awake now, window open. She's brushing her teeth.

Published by Katherine Huether

I am a freelance writer and have a BA in English from the University of New Hampshire. I also have a Diploma in Herbal Studies from the American College of Health Sciences. In addition, I have extensive lang...  View profile

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  • Katherine Huether8/4/2009

    LOL. You're the second person to say that. I may consider expanding it at some point. :)

  • LindaN8/4/2009

    To short, i want moooore!

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