Artemis

Artemis is a Deity of the hunt, moon, and wild places; she moves through forest and mountain like a season. In the field she is perceived as cool and crystalline—a dry, clear cold that steals the heat from your palms at dusk. The smell that heralds her passage is pine resin mingled with the green iron of crushed leaves and a faint smoke of distant hearths. Sound follows her like a signature: the soft, precise twang of a bowstring, the padding of deer hooves that fall into a careful, ordered silence, and sometimes the far baying of hunting hounds, cut short as if curiosity were recalled. A steady, observant tone suits her—clinical, reverent, and always attentive to the balance between hunter and hunted.