A walk through familiar landscapes, streams and gnarled trees, rocks and damp moss. Then an eldritch thing, something from another world, and we can only stare. For a moment, the familiar landscape becomes strange - the stream speaks a forgotten tongue, ancient messages are scawled in the twisted bark, the stones mark their age at [...]
Posted on July 21st, 2009 by Kenton and Rebecca
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