Lonely places remove the blindfold from our eyes. For some, this is terrifying.
I went for a walk.
Forgotten part of the Old Wiley Farm near Dark Oak, Missouri. This section has been forgotten so long it is turning into woods.
You never know what you’ll find.
Face to face with Mortality.
The coyotes, or something, has stripped this poor pilgrim clean. Mother Nature is red of tooth and claw.
We all have a tiger on our back trail.
End.
The Dark Oak Chronicles 
I don’t think I’ve been someplace lonely, being such a city guy, but plenty of times we’ve driven past farm houses that look so lonely I can’t imagine people living there, or the house itself is falling apart because no one lives there and I feel strangely sorry for it.
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