The tip of each pea tendril tapers to a point of delicacy, reaching its way to the next steel edge or taut twine. From six inches to eighteen with incredible speed, the moisture and heat urge growth. Is that a lacewing there?
birch and grasses alone on the snow, grey sky indistinguishable. the flat
world falls into the edge of time, lifeless, dull wedge of horizon and
soundless ...