In the country of soil, the caretaker waters the tree. The roots, parched and dry, drink with excitement. The leaves unfurl. The caretaker goes to the outskirts of town, past the shops, and down the rocks to a little stream…
Load-Bearing
She walked through the village, a village healthy and robust, a village tired and crumbling. A simple village, the balance of both. When she entered this place, she felt the pressure, but only for a moment. The charged air heaved…