Assam, India
Assam, IndiaAssam, IndiaSeptember 1938
September 1938September 1938There was an undeniable magic to India. The warmth of the sun settled into the stones, and for long hours after sunset, Elizabeth could lay her palms on the white stone terrace railings and absorb the sunlight into herself. But the magic was so much more than light and heat. The earth breathed. The green plants shimmered with dew, and the golden langur monkeys in the trees called out to each other, reminding Elizabeth that she was a guest in this world, that the soil and the water in the river belonged to old gods, and she was only here to glimpse their world briefly before returning to the earthy fens of Cambridgeshire.
breathedShe could see why her uncle George had fallen in love with this place as a young
