I passed nobody on my venture deep into the forest today as I followed the trail of a deer, and it was utter bliss. I truly relish my solitude. There was silence, except for the sound of my boots crunching through the snow and my low breathing. It was unnerving that I couldn’t hear bird song…but thrilling at the same time, as I imagined creatures watching my every move from the shadows.
Celebrating the strange and the shadowy, the damned and unseen 