The mountains were old, older than anything could remember. Their soft, easy breathing like a breeze but with a smooth, steady rhythm - a deep inhale like the forest was stirring - a pulse. Speaking the forgotten language of stone and earth and soil. Its murmuring a soothing hum in the ear. Sending ribbons of calm and excitement down the spine. Like an ancient era - rush of fall - cooling air - crunch - a busy becoming quiet.

An opedn edition art print on premium matte paper.

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