The winter fog is thick in the pacific northwest, and so is her character. The way she wraps around light and shadow. The way she brings us in to explore vivid themes through such simple components. I wanted to explore these settings in the same way an author would explore the characters of their stories. Enjoy!
What happens when we've become a shell of our former selves? Surrounded only by the cold dark. Can character even exist in such a place where the dead gather?