Shapes rise from the watery bog. There is light and there is movement. Who knows what lies beneath the water, beneath the light, what is hiding, waiting to surprise us? These are the big questions along the October road.
Shapes rise from the watery bog. There is light and there is movement. Who knows what lies beneath the water, beneath the light, what is hiding, waiting to surprise us? These are the big questions along the October road.
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