the mountain is half-glacier, all trenches raked down the sides of the ice. and itβs raining. or it could be some mad fog, hazy condensation tripping over my eyelashes. i asked for rain, i know, but i...
the mountain is half-glacier, all trenches raked down the sides of the ice. and itβs raining. or it could be some mad fog, hazy condensation tripping over my eyelashes. i asked for rain, i know, but i...