These pictures don't capture just how high up I was, the clouds are literally underneath me! The occasional luxuries of being a famous mans daughter.
From up here, Wildred almost looks peaceful.
At the Crow Hotel in Turf, the lights stretch endlessly — warm, distant, and deceptively calm. It’s the kind of view that makes you believe everything is under control… that your journey is going exactly as planned.
But I’ve learned something traveling through this world:
the higher you climb, the more you see just how unpredictable the road really is.
And Wildred?
It never stays quiet for long.
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