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I once had a dream that I was running in the fog, through a forest of pine. It was like a bird's eye view...seeing me from the outside. I wore the terror over my face like a mask. It was quick, and sporadic flashes of my back as a ran as fast as I could, fallin, cutting my skin on the terrain, then I am up...panic....I am breathing heavy....but it's slow motion...and everything is drowned out, a close-up...my breath cold, exhale...all you hear my breathing...no birds, no squirrels, no sound....but my breath...and my foot steps....and his. They trail me....slow, steady, determined. Mine are all over the place, I trip again....I tear the skin on my knees...screaming out in pain. I struggle getting up...clawing my way...faster....fear....the fog all around me...I see nothing but it's white out and the blur of pine. Is he whistling? Soft...a happy tune. I think my heart is gonna beat out my chest. Run. Run. Run. More fog, it's getting lighter out...sunrise is upon me and he'll soon know where I hide. Move again...run...blinded by fog and fear I run, as fast as my battered body will let me. I am not paying attention....Sound returns...birds chirp, wind blows the fogs lifts...and I run...there's light...light through the pines...dew is settling, and my feet and legs are wet. The woods are slippery...my feet slip about. I run....I here his whistled tune in the distance, to my left? To my right? I can't hear him....RUN!!! I close my eyes and I run as fast as I can...my body begins to convulse...my fur starts to fall out, my knees bend and pop forward...I scream out in agony...my fingers bend, snap...break...ribs...pop...pop...pop.....half scream half howl....I run....run....I hear him again. He knows my scent. He hunts me. I run......My face deforms itself...masking the beast. He will know who I am when he catches me. He will catch me. I run....run...now fleshy, soft....slow...I slip my way through the pine cover forest....I am so much louder now, clumsy. He hears me, footsteps quicken to a soft run. Pity, sorrow, guilt....engulf me. I know I deserve this...for all I've done. But it is the beast in the moonlight that makes me do it. It is the beast who needs put down. I fall....into a field. Time stops...birds fly away and the morning sun has risen. It is bright against my eyes. I see his silhouette. He is over me. I can run no more. His face is not what I expected. He is shocked, sad, angry, but then just sad. Tears well up in his eyes...he chokes out a "You? It's you?" as he swallows tears. He knows what has to be done.
I am ready. I lay there, in the dewy grass, naked and human. My long auburn hair sweaty and matted with dried blood. My flesh is pale, yet flushed. I see me, there lying staring up at the sky, at me, I am ready.
He tells me he's sorry, he yells at me and asks me why. I don't know why. He cries and picks up his ax. I look at him in his eyes, and smile. He cries harder. Then brings the ax down. And I wake up.
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