From My Lens

Walking away…

Manley Hot Springs Alaska

Was it the cold that cut to his very core whenever he ventured outside? Was it the months of endless night that were only occasionally and momentarily pierced by the dancing aurora? Or was it the solitude of a winter in this 12×12 room with only a weathered, coverless copy of Spell of the Yukon and the sound of his own voice for company that drove him mad? We’ll never know. Locals say he set off in an early spring blizzard bound for somewhere, anywhere but there…

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August 17, 2010 - Posted by | Digital Buffet | , , , , ,

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