Until all that remained was clarity
Last night I walked the Craig Cerrig-gleisiad ridgeline, following its glacial scars west and onto the summit of Fan Frynych 300 metres above the valley floor. Without moonlight and without torch the night enveloped me, until all that remained was clarity.
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Thoughtful post
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That’s a great last line. Clarity is worth far more than money 🙂
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Love your drawing! Walking at night is certainly a great way to switch on your senses! Powerful stuff. Hope you had an awesome experience 🙂
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Thanks, Leah!
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