Élodie ran with cranes.

Élodie walked in rhythm, her bag on her shoulder, her eyes unfocused, her mind—somewhere. The cranes and whales, the marshes, the sky and oceans: she worried about them.

ÉLODIE BY JAMES LATIMER

34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 68

Élodie ran with cranes. She ran along the shores with breaching whales, and once, with whales, beneath the churning waves. Élodie ra…

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