Whispers of the Wild

Last night, I dreamt I was alone in a vast, dark forest.
Distantly, I could hear the haunting howls of wolves echoing through the trees.
It felt both chilling and strangely freeing—like the wilderness calling out to something buried deep inside me.
Waking up, I couldn't shake this mix of awe and loneliness.
Sometimes, these dreams remind me how small we are in this endless world, yet how connected we can feel to nature’s primal voices.