The Continuation of the dreams

The hunter’s hands shook uncontrollably; the breathing came rapid and shallow. She fumbled for her bow and prayed her target wouldn’t hear her.

“Any man who is in Me and I in them……” a voice no louder than a whisper but yet commanded power echoed through the woods. The hunter shrugged, playing it off as nerves.

“Any man….is a new creation….anyone…..” the voice repeated again.

Despite the hunter’s efforts to deny it, she knew the voice was speaking to her and she lowered her bow. Her target bounded out of sight, its white tail in stark contrast to the shadows that comsumed{swallowed} it.


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