Dry burning

A fire sky

This river is bone dry

We are walking on thistle and raven down

Leaving 

Goodbye 

Deeper and deeper into the wood

Iridescent is the color of honey and salt

In the forest

Gaagaagi

Corvids talking to each other 

Talking to to us

Lasterday we crawled

Animals 

Fighting to live

We trespass 

Into Water

Hiding in the hollow of The Mother