Chasm of the Day #2029

Here Laurel stands at the edge of a deep wooden precipice, one slip away from a tragic fall to the distant roots below. The chasm is, remarkably, formed from a single massive tree whose trunk has split into six separate entities; they form a broad canopy above our heads and this vast crevasse below. In some points the woodwork seems molten, or like stretched webbing; it’s an alien sort of place to navigate, and something worth exploring if you can find the right handholds.

Trees can grow so oddly – like poets trying to develop new styles, searching for a form that’s never existed before.

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