" It's been five years since she was here, but the memory replays itself across my mind as if I were standing beside her on that quiet afternoon. We all leave markers behind - dead or alive - vibrations that trail behind us through all the places we've been. And if you know how to see them, the imprints of a person can be found - and followed. But like all things, they fade with time, become less clear, until finally they are washed over with new memories, new people who have passed through here. "

― Shea Ernshaw , A History of Wild Places