Alpine air hits her lungs as the Healer pulls a woolen shawl closer to her body. The steam from her tea mug escapes in Juniper, White Current, Balsam Fir, & Silver Birch Bark scented plumes. The Healer’s raven shifts slightly from his perch in the gnarled bough of a Scotts pine, his movements sending ephemeral shards of crystalline hoarfrost drifting into her upturned face
