Issue 09

Lunar Flight

Words and Image by Egoitz Icaza Gonzalez

Night falls over the forest and, beneath a clear sky, the stars begin to shine. Amid an extensive stand of Monterey pines, a small stone hermitage silently withstands the passing of the centuries. Its bell tower still stands, and on its northern side, several tiny windows barely allow a glimpse into its dark interior.

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