Long abandoned, long gone, we the trees still alive. We are the last ones, we refuse to die.

A place that only lives on a map. No one knows why it is still on the map, all humans have forsaken us. We are but a turn in the road a crossroad where even Beelzebub refuses to trade Souls.

We shall keep living, a reminder to those who have gone and to give last hope to the future.
Basalt NV Highway 6
© David “Bodie” Bailey