Wonderful wolves

There' s a wolf outside. Waiting in the darkness. Stong, famished, formidable. He scratches at our door. We remain locked inside, trembilng in the darkness. We do not dare to open the lights. He might see us. as long as we are afraid we will remain imprisoned, weak, powerless -he will remain famished and cold. 

The storyteller shall help us both. Let us open the ligts, let us invite him in. The light of consciousness will feed him and liberate us. Invite the wolf in - but first hear my stories.