The River’s Song: A Lesson Between the Currents

The sun’s just beginning to wake up, spilling gold over the jagged peaks like the world’s still stretching into the day, and here I am, standing on the edge of the Payette, the cold bite of the morning air cutting through my chest. My father’s beside me, his eyes...

The River That Never Let’s You Go

They call it the River of No Return, and for good reason. It isn’t just a name—it’s a verdict, a challenge, and a whisper of something darker. It’s a river that promises to remember you, whether or not you make it out. Cutting through the vast, untamed expanse of the...

Smoke In The Pines

Smoke In The Pines I remember the way the smoke curled through the pines, like it had secrets to tell but didn’t trust me with the words. There’s a weight to the air up here, heavy with resin and rain, the kind of weight that pulls you deeper into yourself, until...
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