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At a lancet looking out  on empty hills and dark forests, Carpathians  hulking against the horizon like titans,  he watches for other...

The river doesn't care if you're ready. Mid-life catches you like an undertow, drags you into waters too deep for standing. One day...

Last night beneath my blankets, I lay still. I dreamt the moon had fled from winter’s wind. Boreas slung his cape across the skies and...