processions

Before delving into the book, the reader should imagine a vast meadow at the foot of a mountain. There, two men meet unexpectedly: an old man and a young boy. The first has come from the city, the second from the forest. The old man walks with faltering steps, leaning on his staff with a trembling hand. The lines on his face and the flowing gray of his hair speak of a man weathered by time, who kn...