A man flees to the wilds, scrabbling up a remote mountain, finding freedom in his solitude, and in his simple life revolving around little more than eating what nature provides. A young woman stumbles across his hidey-hole, carrying cash she has misappropriated. What use can he have for her, and her money? He provides her with a little help, although losing most of her money. He doesn’t feel this loss, and as he embraces the wilds even further, her accidental death does not faze him, as he has become as one with the land, a creature who drinks, eats, and sleeps and has no need for anything else, a creature of facele, the green man who helps those who visit his lands.
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