"Have any of you every heard the story of La Loba?" Charlotte asked.
"La Loba… Spanish for 'She-Wolf'?" Sylvia asked. Charlotte nodded.
"Yes, but this is a story from Pueblo folklore. La Loba, or Bone Woman as she is also called, was said to be a wild, mysterious woman who lived alone in the desert. She collected bones and kept them in her cave. She collected the things most in danger of being lost to the world," Charlotte paused and got a faraway look in her eyes.
"The veil between life and death is ever so thin. Most don't realize that they are twin movements. So much of our world relies on the assumption of binaries that are not true. And what I mean is that they are not permanent. Binaries may exist, but there is a movement, a fluidity between them. Their permanence is an illusion. Dark and Light. Good and Bad. Lycan and Alyko. Life and Death. To assume two poles are distinct entities, are separate, are poised at odds… is to make grave mistakes," Charlotte sighed regretfully.
