Author: Helena Ghoche

I am in my Morrigan phase.   I might shift—raven to tiger, shadow to claw.   You might see three of me, layered across dimensions, watching, waiting.   Hunting your soul.   Am I scary? Yes. Morrigan does not beg. She does not plead.   She is the scream before the blade sinks deep.   She is the omen in the…