Those songs sung to the land in summer are now rotted down in the ghost soil memory of the year. All rite and ritual turns to death. We shall be cold and long in the earth of winter. https://t.co/i7j00MM4y3
Those songs sung to the land in summer are now rotted down in the ghost soil memory of the year. All rite and ritual turns to death. We shall be cold and long in the earth of winter. pic.twitter.com/i7j00MM4y3
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) November 8, 2019