Passing through the fog
With Crow flying nearby
Crossing through this portal
The sky seems to have fallen
Upon this highway
Where you have already passed
I fly through now, too,
As Crow gives me a tour
Of where the living do not belong
I know I am just a visitor
So although I am not afraid
I do not wish to return
This is my journey
— Nate Long “Owl”
Graphite with digital manipulation