I hear the song of the stream. I hear every coin and clay idol given to it in sacrifice. All the times it nearly died in drought, all the times it wore ice. I walk it as a witch and its telling flows into me. – #EmilyBanting, 1981 https://t.co/OvFdSc8Dxl
I hear the song of the stream. I hear every coin and clay idol given to it in sacrifice. All the times it nearly died in drought, all the times it wore ice. I walk it as a witch and its telling flows into me. – #EmilyBanting, 1981 pic.twitter.com/OvFdSc8Dxl
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) December 7, 2020