Georgia: Under the Golden Wings of Life

On St Mary’s day, in Georgia, Eprasia bares witness to the bird Oriole, perching on an oak tree by her room window. She observes the mountains peaks, still covered with snow. The wind blows, carrying the silent sighs of the legendary hero towards Eprasia. She has been searching for a soulmate to devote herself to like a rose which climbs the fence.  She decides to wander into the wilderness and pick up some herbs to make tea with. She now stands by an abyss, well-known to be home of a cave, a mysterious one.