@LilyNath As both of you are always in mine.
As both of you are always in mine.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) October 8, 2019
things are remembered differently
@LilyNath As both of you are always in mine.
As both of you are always in mine.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) October 8, 2019
@justrena This is the best of news.
This is the best of news.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) October 8, 2019
In the city, night is gaslight hiss, shadow blankets that do not cover the whole of sleeping world. In the country, night is lanes veined with moonlight and the soft padding of poachers and witch-walkers. – #CLNolan
In the city, night is gaslight hiss, shadow blankets that do not cover the whole of sleeping world. In the country, night is lanes veined with moonlight and the soft padding of poachers and witch-walkers. – #CLNolan
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) October 8, 2019
@thewayofnight @SJFTremoribus @ElliottBlackwe3 @Downstrodden @WhoTookMyName7 @rowantreewood @DragonSage478 @AWhisperofTrees @andypaciorekart @LadyAlthaea @CailleachHerbar It is the time for hedge incense, but it is always time for tea and buns and malarkey.
It is the time for hedge incense, but it is always time for tea and buns and malarkey.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) October 8, 2019
@BBolander Writing is a territory of doubt. The more you progress, the more you push on, the bigger the surround of doubt. I would say it is a sign of actually getting somewhere.
Writing is a territory of doubt. The more you progress, the more you push on, the bigger the surround of doubt. I would say it is a sign of actually getting somewhere.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) October 8, 2019
@BBolander One-note my arse.
One-note my arse.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) October 8, 2019
@odavies9 South Woodham Ferrers in Essex went the completely opposite way, using Tolkien for a whole estate, eschewing local tradition.
South Woodham Ferrers in Essex went the completely opposite way, using Tolkien for a whole estate, eschewing local tradition.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) October 8, 2019
@odavies9 Even as child of eleven having just read LOTR, I found it odd. An alien overwriting of landscape. I remember me and friend riding our bikes 20 miles to see it and going: ÛÏNothing is less Gandalf.Û
Even as child of eleven having just read LOTR, I found it odd. An alien overwriting of landscape. I remember me and friend riding our bikes 20 miles to see it and going: “Nothing is less Gandalf.”
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) October 8, 2019
@odavies9 ThorinÛªs Gate is a glum slap to expectations, but GandalfÛªs Ride is no suburban Shadowfax.
Thorin’s Gate is a glum slap to expectations, but Gandalf’s Ride is no suburban Shadowfax.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) October 8, 2019
A witch must know subtle curses. The sending of the battlefield dreams of old soldiers or unending ache of a parent who outlived a child. A witch who curses, should know justice is not a hammer, but a needle placed at the tenderest part. – Faith Dunmort, 1976 #WitchWednesday
A witch must know subtle curses. The sending of the battlefield dreams of old soldiers or unending ache of a parent who outlived a child. A witch who curses, should know justice is not a hammer, but a needle placed at the tenderest part. – Faith Dunmort, 1976 #WitchWednesday
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) October 9, 2019