#minimal narrative

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(Late last night)

The day does not end here. It thins.

Light retreats without ceremony, leaving the tree to hold what remains on its own terms.

(Photo: d.)

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[vanpeltfoto]

There is always a point where the vista opens and the body hesitates.

A line of metal and wire meant to reassure — a promise that someone has already measured the danger for you.

But it also marks something else: the place where imagination begins, where the mind leans forward further than the body can safely follow.

The world stretches on, vast and indifferent, and here I am — contained, protected, standing at the boundary between awe and surrender.

Standing before beauty, five steps away from certain death.

(Photo: d.)

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