The path is no more. Awash with rain and melted snow, transformed into a new landscape. The glassy ripple of the wintery north wind shimmers across the surface as I search for safe ground to tread my feet.
The path is no more. Awash with rain and melted snow, transformed into a new landscape. The glassy ripple of the wintery north wind shimmers across the surface as I search for safe ground to tread my feet.
