A Season of Burning

We cross a sea of smoke dotted with islands made from mountaintops and the gravity of the fires takes hold of us as we observe their ever present grip on the earth below…smoke clutches to mountaintops while seeping into every valley, crag, and hollow, stopped in its upward flow only by the weight of the atmosphere, it spreads and tars the landscape, all the while warming our little world.

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