Lumi Ray Sia Siberia -

The next morning, Mikhail took Lumi to a secluded valley where a stand of ancient larch trees stood like guardians. Their trunks were twisted, their bark frosted, and their branches bore a thin veil of ice that sang when the wind brushed through. The locals called this place Sibirskaya Poyasa —the Siberian Passage.

Written by a wandering scribe who has never set foot in Siberia, but whose imagination is lit by the same aurora that once whispered “Sia” to Lumi. lumi ray sia siberia