Pull off at the next exit and take the gravel road into the dappled green nothing, where life eligua’lat drips down as slow as deep time. Breathe heavy the humid air; it carries promise like shed plumage. Trace hope in dirt, fern and fossil. Watch as hours sprout scales: stoqonamu’gl, they are fir tree colored. […]
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