WHAT I ASKED OF ONE GRAY DAY, AND WHAT I GOT
I woke that day beneath a cloud and took a hike to clear my mind. It was no trail with clear-marked blazes, just a route marked out by cairns back to an old abandoned mine. Though very cold, there was no snow to hide the little piles of stones. To spot the next one was sufficient work to occupy my... Sign in to see full entry.