When a continent and a seafloor collide and crack to pieces, so the seafloor buckles and the earth cracks open …
…the earth goes vertical instead of heading for Japan …
… then cools and turns hard …
… and lumpy …
…and is eventually known as a bluff, a flat, expressionless face, like a poker player who doesn’t show you his hand, but that’s just the talk of wanderers. It reveals itself easily enough…
as a short-season vertical river prone to flash floods, running over a bed of crustose lichens.
With eddies that collect bushes and trees, and even isolated lake systems.
Green lakes in a orange river with a blue-green bed. Very cool! It’s only humans, with our wobbly system of walking across flat ground, who think of this as a face, or even think of it as vertical at all. It’s just another stream, really. Or a waterfall, collecting rain from the sky. Quite the trick, really!
What a funny thing, to build houses under all that.
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Peach Bluff, above sx̌ʷəx̌ʷnitk ʷ
A funny thing indeed!
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