@flathooves I do remember. I am scarred by it.
@flathooves I do remember. I am scarred by it.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) January 8, 2016
Month: September 2016
Hookland 9/1/16 3:00:36
@flathooves Dolls are not like people. People choose, but dolls can only be chosen.
@flathooves Dolls are not like people. People choose, but dolls can only be chosen.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) January 8, 2016
Hookland 9/1/16 3:03:40
@flathooves I have dim and terrible memories of such a thing.
@flathooves I have dim and terrible memories of such a thing.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) January 8, 2016
Hookland 9/1/16 3:05:48
@flathooves The original book is even more damned dark.
@flathooves The original book is even more damned dark.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) January 8, 2016
Hookland 9/1/16 3:20:22
@flathooves The book is rather wonderful, but emotionally stretching.
@flathooves The book is rather wonderful, but emotionally stretching.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) January 8, 2016
Hookland 9/1/16 5:59:20
An old playbill for a show never seen and 50-years gone can hold promise of more magic than now. This is the trap of nostalgia. – C.L. Nolan
An old playbill for a show never seen and 50-years gone can hold promise of more magic than now. This is the trap of nostalgia. – C.L. Nolan
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) January 8, 2016
Hookland 9/1/16 6:27:12
@ChrisJosiffe The darkness of a church bazaar. Old Rupert annuals, slices of tart lemon cake, raffling unwanted demon hunting paraphernalia.
@ChrisJosiffe The darkness of a church bazaar. Old Rupert annuals, slices of tart lemon cake, raffling unwanted demon hunting paraphernalia.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) January 8, 2016
Hookland 9/1/16 6:29:32
@xeroscape Of light and darkness And all space between The spectre flits along
@xeroscape
Of light and darkness
And all space between
The spectre flits along— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) January 8, 2016
Hookland 9/1/16 6:30:19
@willknitforwine A profound thank you, a small bow.
@willknitforwine A profound thank you, a small bow.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) January 8, 2016
Hookland 9/1/16 6:42:39
@xeroscape A poem by Hookland’s own Edmund Marchpane.
@xeroscape A poem by Hookland's own Edmund Marchpane.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) January 8, 2016