August 23, 2021
The Breath of Frost
The air in mid-winter has a sharp, metallic tang, like licking a cold iron gate. It settles deep in the lungs, a...
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Reflections
August 23, 2021
The Weight of the Clouds
There is a particular rhythm to the mountains when the sky decides to descend. It is not a time for movement, but...
August 22, 2021
The Softening of Time
We often treat our memories like stones—hard, fixed, and heavy things we carry in our pockets. We believe that if we hold...