things are remembered differently
Folklore tells us that the king will leave his tomb, that all winters end. – #CLNolan #FolkloreThursday https://t.co/tCfxkOSeSL
Folklore tells us that the king will leave his tomb, that all winters end. – #CLNolan #FolkloreThursday pic.twitter.com/tCfxkOSeSL
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) December 8, 2016
@Passeriform Re-enchantment is resistance.
Re-enchantment is resistance.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) December 8, 2016
@Passeriform Folklore lets us know, all tyrants perish. That older, deeper justices work against evil.
Folklore lets us know, all tyrants perish. That older, deeper justices work against evil.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) December 8, 2016
Folklore will always seize spears tyrants try to arm it with and turn them upon them. – #CLNolan #FolkloreThursday https://t.co/cAWbH9FOo7
Folklore will always seize spears tyrants try to arm it with and turn them upon them. – #CLNolan #FolkloreThursday pic.twitter.com/cAWbH9FOo7
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) December 8, 2016
I believe in an older England. A lingering myth of itself and the land, beyond any tawdry flag or politician to claim as his. – #CLNolan
I believe in an older England. A lingering myth of itself and the land, beyond any tawdry flag or politician to claim as his. – #CLNolan
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) December 8, 2016
@folk_horror Bloody grand gear that.
Bloody grand gear that.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) December 8, 2016
Our ancestors linger with us in folklore, they are there in each laugh, gasp and shiver of tale telling. – #CLNolan #FolkloreThursday
Our ancestors linger with us in folklore, they are there in each laugh, gasp and shiver of tale telling. – #CLNolan #FolkloreThursday
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) December 8, 2016
@NicWilko Writing is an intimate magic. You know that well enough Nic.
Writing is an intimate magic. You know that well enough Nic.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) December 8, 2016
@HoltzTrudy @Passeriform Winter does end. Even the longest and darkest of them. There is always a Chapel Perilous, always an Abyss.
Winter does end. Even the longest and darkest of them. There is always a Chapel Perilous, always an Abyss.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) December 8, 2016
@HoltzTrudy @Passeriform But we endure. We have done it before and we will do it again.
But we endure. We have done it before and we will do it again.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) December 8, 2016