Around a polygon of oak, the panel convenes. The moderator: “Who dies?” All hands arise in unison. The Endless Earth ships forth. Fingers splayed, we span across whole continents, drawing back over the ice wall, into currents of time.
Writing and images by Greg McCann, the author of this post and owner of this Hive Channel. To view more of my work, please visit www.fireawaymarmot.com as well as www.theartofgreg.ca.
