Illuminated by light.

The whole day, they travelled the forest floor.

By late afternoon they had reached its edge, a point of vantage, overlooking a vast area,

of both mountains and plains.

Recoil knew the landmarks of the area - she held her breath for a second, thinking finally she pointed into the distance and said "Belokurikha."

Her hair-cover had come free and her pink hair now curled down around her eyes.

Vladimir admired the picture she made.

Standing in the illuminated space at the forests edge where light first breaks thru, and she glowed like an iconography.

For a second, he saw behind peeking from the forest the face of the mountain dog, perhaps also observing this wonder.