Bear’s curled up beside the cave entrance, lulled to sleep by the pouring rain. Arachne swings lazily in her golden web, dreaming spider dreams. Denis is stretched out by the fire, his head in Katya’s lap. Katya strokes his hair. These days are exhilarating, sharing the biggest adventure of her life with her best friend, who is also her husband.
She softly sings him a love song:
“Heart of my heart
Root of my branch
Stem of my flower
I weave myself into your dreams.”
The fire creates a soft pillow of light. Denis stirs slightly, smiling in his sleep.