We all hold within us landscapes of terror. Places the mind refuses to go accept in unbidden dream. For some it’s dark alley fashioned on Weychester wynds, others a wood trying to snare the soul. For me, it’s the crumbling cliffs of Dedwick and its sea-swallowed bells. – #CLNolan
We all hold within us landscapes of terror. Places the mind refuses to go accept in unbidden dream. For some it's dark alley fashioned on Weychester wynds, others a wood trying to snare the soul. For me, it's the crumbling cliffs of Dedwick and its sea-swallowed bells. – #CLNolan
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) November 8, 2020