PC: Michael Barolet

My grandmother's house lies on the flattest part of Europe, completely encircled by forests like one way roads inviting travelers to explore its wooden organs. If you weren't careful, the trees would absorb you like summer rain. The forest's silhouette is a black spear around the edge of a village no one lives in. You can be completely alone there. Alone, but not lonely.


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