He stands on a ridge consulting his destiny
the light of a single lantern guilds his thought
A half moon shines down on the forest beneath him
illuminating the dark wilderness
The vapors from his cigarette travel inward
through his mouth, down into his lungs and disperses through his viens and arteries, and then out again through his nose
the smoke
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