There is a road behind my house that haunts my dreams.
It is a road where adventure might lie just off the path, and no place will ever be visited twice, unless by extreme chance or careful planning.
Composed from dirt, mud and rock, the road winds through the deep pine forest before emptying into a massive meadow.
Although it ends, I will never be able to explore all of the secrets that lie just over the next ridge.
And I never want to.
PART TWO: “The Field” coming soon