L A C I T Y

Clearing

No Highs

Winter Cop

Something Ephemeral

Light Divides

Forest Trill

Hiking With Friends

In the morning light, the gray earth below stretched endlessly in all directions, littered with garbage. House-sized boulders had reached the point where they could no longer move and were piled on top of each other. It looked like a shipping warehouse, he thought, where all the goods had left and only the jumbled fragments of the crates remained. Once upon a time, he thought, crops grew here and countless animals grazed leisurely. It was amazing to think that something had grazed here.

Clearing

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