Lore illuminated ~ Fallen

lands imagined by eye and ear

One winter noon long ago, I woke under a fresh blanket of snow in the woods I had wandered as a child, my face mashed into the rough bark of a fallen pine, hair matted with sap and the blood of a long gash across my scalp, knees cold and wet, quaking over a bed of broken bottles that stunk of cheap drink. Dizzy and sick, I rolled to my back with the sound of cracking glass and felt something press against my chest.

The photography of Michael Leacher ~ Fallen

My eyes were swollen to slits, blind but for a blur of white and diamond light cast in ice across the snow. Still I found a place to slip a few numb fingertips between the buttons of the thick coat that covered me. The coat was not mine, nor was the secret beneath — a soft, palm-shaped pouch upon my heart. It gripped me by the ribs in a mesh of skin-like strings, strong skinny things with fingery tips…

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The illuminated lore project is an ongoing collaboration of
photographer Michael Leacher
and Lore of the Underlings author John Klobucher

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