a winter on sdayes in a future ancient forest

A winter on S,DA’YES in a future ancient forest

It was a profoundly silent winter morning. The forest was vividly awake. Twin sister red cedars, the sacred XPÁY, grow intertwined, elegant limbs drooping around each other, coiled in an ancient embrace. The ubiquitous sword ferns poke at their feet, while a tricky, twisted Arbutus, ḰEḰEIȽĆ, reaches to tickle their chins with its evergreen leaves and ribbons of peeling bark. A group of sweet young…



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