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Winter’s lasting whispers

“Now suddenly there was nothing but a world of cloud, and we three were there alone in the middle of a great white plain with snowy hills and mountains staring at us; and it was very still; but there were whispers.” —Black Elk

With more on the way, the whispers are mounting. The shouts will soon echo.

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