The Mountains Painted in the Mountains Are the True Mountains

The life in the mountains, like the people on the island, are all immigrants—immigrants before the tectonic plates shifted, immigrants before the glaciers melted, immigrants after they learned to build ships, and immigrants after they had to flee. And then, on this island where no season is stable, in a time when no individual experience is the same, they surged, crowded together, and grew into the shape of this mountain.