Red Confession: Mountain Savage’s Navel Frenzy
Alpine massif, August 2000. I climb out of the icy torrent. Naked. Skin prickles under the sun. Water drips from my body. I know every rock here. Shaped them myself. Years blur. Last date I…
Alpine massif, August 2000. I climb out of the icy torrent. Naked. Skin prickles under the sun. Water drips from my body. I know every rock here. Shaped them myself. Years blur. Last date I…