Friday, March 27, 2026, 35.4* F, 95% RH, 0547
In darkness, we stepped through the portal into a heavy mist. What could be seen by solar light glistened. No eyes watched us. Fenced-in-land held water in uneven bowls, pile of snow once high as the deck thinner. No stars. No fluffy clouds. No moon.
Out of darkness light arises.
Art: LJ Austin
