Foxbrow spent some time in the Forest.
Running through the woods, dancing with other deer and having fun by day
And slipping secretly into deer's minds and living in their dreams by night
Soon she learned to recognize dreaming deer by only the sleeping ones

But one day, no, it was not the first time she was there but first time alone
She felt something strange. At the Twin Gods it was while no one around
The feeling of mind having a dream. Oh not one, more like a thousand
dreams on this empty place and only the Twins showing stoney face

She got suspicion and decided to prove it!
Foxbrow lay down and with a mischievous grin on her face slowly fell asleep

It was unexpected and different - this so called dream pulled her inside itself
First blinding bright light, then some shapes emerged like out of the mist
Trunks of trees passing around. It remained her of her first appearance
But she was running now. Running still onward, running for dear life
She wanted to stop, she wanted to turn but she was out of control

This whole dream has formed her and throughout possessed her
No longer was she a fawn. She was a full grown adult stag now!
With purple flowers in her (or his?) antlers and still running

So helpless she felt, unable to resist the power this dream had
But she was not the only there. Other deer appeared around
They were all the same, standing or slowly walking stags
Paying attention neither to her nor to each other there
Who were these shaded? Ghosts? Thoughts of deer?
Or were they dreams? The thousand dreams here?
As she ran further, more of them appeared
Forming then a large crowd around her
Letting her only a narrow passage
With gloss of marble at the end
Now she knew her direction

Running right towards them
And at the very first touch
All the lights were gone

Voices in darkness. Talking to her. Softly, calming and caring:

"There there little child," someone said "listen and do not worry."
Then another voice have spoken. Very same but so different one,
"You made a loop and you got caught in it."
"We tighten it." continued the first voice again, "but there is a knot left on the line."
The voices started to changing rapidly and sounded like a single one.
"The knot is now inside of you."
"It would always be there."
"You do not need to worry..."
"But it should also remind you,"
"Remind of what had happened,"
"And dissuade from attempting it again."
Foxbrow felt absolutely confused about what she heard. Uncomprehending.
And the voices continued in explaining:
"Everyone needs its borders."
"And you have just crossed them."
"You cannot enter where you already are."
"That causes troubles."
"And creates the loops..."
"Where you may stay stick in."
"Closed in circles."
"Forever."

They stopped short their speech.
Ensuring that she understood it.

"Now you know."
"Just do not forget."

Another pause. No. They finished. They said what they wanted and left her in darkness.
Warmth. The first she felt. Sun rays warming her. She opened her eyes.
No one around, only the white stone faces watching her
The night was already gone