Duck Lake deset

fade? <3

grey winter would make someone very happy one day.

maybe it was a crude thought. it came from a place of kindness. the way the woman spoke, the way she composed herself so delicately even in her affections.

shoulder to shoulder, she meant to walk together as one now. off towards a clearing where they might watch the caribou through the darkest of the night. until they fell asleep or until the sun rose.