⚜️The timber braves the mountain chill, its fibers flex but defy the snap; the gales may roar, the heavens spill, yet cables lock the valley's gap
⚜️Below the crust, in gloom it weaves, through heavy clay where silence lies; mid-summer's heat & falling leaves, it drinks the grey from weeping skies
February 7, 2026 at 10:17 AM
⚜️The timber braves the mountain chill, its fibers flex but defy the snap; the gales may roar, the heavens spill, yet cables lock the valley's gap
⚜️Below the crust, in gloom it weaves, through heavy clay where silence lies; mid-summer's heat & falling leaves, it drinks the grey from weeping skies