@gregmoore
Missives from the dark forest.
High up the mountain is an old stone bridge that beckons travelers to pause. For those who accept, it will trade a moment of beholding for a thought you’ve been trying to ignore. You won’t be able to stop the thought from surfacing however, the bridge is kind and will ask the stream to take it away.
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Things Become Other Things A Walking Memoir
by Craig Mod