Weak sunlight: a milkiness in the sky like the film that forms over the eyes of the dead. A lone fawn runs bleating through the forest.
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Daily short takes from an Appalachian hollow
Daily short takes from an Appalachian hollow
Weak sunlight: a milkiness in the sky like the film that forms over the eyes of the dead. A lone fawn runs bleating through the forest.
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Dark –like the opening of a Cormac McCarthy novel.
I’ll take your word for it. I just call ’em as I see ’em. :)