There is someone inside the wolf, and it is me, as much as the wolf is inside of me as well.
as I took a bath, this familiar feeling came to me, it is him inside,
watching my own body, asking how can this be, how can he be inside of
this prison made of flesh.
It is hard to recognise this body as being mine, maybe it is time to set him free again, maybe it is time to free myself again.
I feel warmth again, inside, in the soul. I can see now how things move, I can feel it in the air.
I am inside the wolf
- The tale of Harald the wolf king