[ pictures | prose | flashes of awe ] by Mike Yost

Scorched Firmament

Mountain death

“All the sky seemed troubled and night came quickly over the evening land and small gray birds flew crying softly after the fled sun. He chucked up the horse. He passed and so passed all into the problematical destruction of darkness.”

—Cormac McCarthy, Blood Meridian

Photograph copyright Mike Yost 2016

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