Worn boots scrape against the remnants of untraveled territories. Farmers speak in ciphers, not meant to be understood ("fragments of yesterday" blend into "tonights mysteries").

Landscape glitches in the fading light. Shadow puppets dance quarter steps behind... "connections>"

Whispered Echoes

Binder clippings, reademoared stories—dispersonored pages blew away like lose... ther------------ amedeus