Cold Breathing

This is a story about women in the southern lands of Tortel, waiting for the arrival of a ship at the end of winter. Through them, we access a place carved out of ice, forests and wind; this is a trip to southern Patagonia, where we breathe in the storm and the rain will leave us drenched. This is a story about women in the southern lands of Tortel, waiting for the arrival of a ship at the end of winter. Through them, we access a place carved out of ice, forests and wind; this is a trip to southern Patagonia, where we breathe in the storm and the rain will leave us drenched. This is a story about women in the southern lands of Tortel, waiting for the arrival of a ship at the end of winter. Through them, we access a place carved out of ice, forests and wind; this is a trip to southern Patagonia, where we breathe in the storm and the rain will leave us drenched. This is a story about women in the southern lands of Tortel, waiting for the arrival of a ship at the end of winter. Through them, we access a place carved out of ice, forests and wind; this is a trip to southern Patagonia, where we breathe in the storm and the rain will leave us drenched.