Molly Williams

Goddess of the Night

There weren’t always dragons in the Valley, and this isn’t the first time we are meeting; in fact, we’ve met many times before throughout your cardinal life. Our first meeting was when you were a small barefoot child. I whispered the words of wisdom and power into your ear as you concocted potions of blades of soft grass and clear water. As you grew older, my whispers could not be heard over the noise of your evolving mind, so I resorted to other forms of communication. We met that moonless night you felt something in your stomach that told you to walk a bit faster. We met again when you looked up at the star-painted sky and shared that you felt alone. We’ve met countless times in your deepest dreams and occasionally as you woke to moving shadows on the walls of your bedroom. You see, we know one another and with intimacy, but let me introduce myself once more. My name is Hecate, and I am the goddess.