Nimbus Summit the debts of ukiyo

westwind pulses across the valley. the grass shivers and dances beneath her feet.
the earth rises and becomes a mountain. it is not her true home, but a measure more comfortable than the road. she waits upon the lower hills and tries to conceal her own inner spirit.
—her sakki
and she listens intensely to the forest, hoping her instincts are not wrong. she does not want to be alone.