@1ofthe8015 It is of the infamous suicide pool. A truly dis-orientating place.
It is of the infamous suicide pool. A truly dis-orientating place.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) December 31, 2016
things are remembered differently
@1ofthe8015 It is of the infamous suicide pool. A truly dis-orientating place.
It is of the infamous suicide pool. A truly dis-orientating place.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) December 31, 2016
@johnreppion @mo_ali I think we do an awful lot of predictive text in our fiction. This may be at the roots of some problems.
I think we do an awful lot of predictive text in our fiction. This may be at the roots of some problems.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) December 31, 2016
@1ofthe8015 https://t.co/Nj0CwTWcKt
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) December 31, 2016
@1ofthe8015 Spelling is spells as a wise man once said. Stoke spells profoundly dark magic.
Spelling is spells as a wise man once said. Stoke spells profoundly dark magic.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) December 31, 2016
Birthday greeting to @ghostwoods from the many Hooklanders who wish him a swift return to the ghost soil.
Birthday greeting to @ghostwoods from the many Hooklanders who wish him a swift return to the ghost soil.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) December 31, 2016
@Ghostwoods 1977 or 1981 or some terrible mash-up of both.
1977 or 1981 or some terrible mash-up of both.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) December 31, 2016
@BonyardB That might be exaggerating bit.
That might be exaggerating bit.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) December 31, 2016
@johnreppion @catvincent @mo_ali I once had to have BT in to investigate telephone calls from the future. Predictive malarkey is fraught.
I once had to have BT in to investigate telephone calls from the future. Predictive malarkey is fraught.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) December 31, 2016
May the bone horse bless your #2017. May the ghost soil grow blooms you need to see, wisdom you need to harvest. https://t.co/v4e6yeutoU
May the bone horse bless your #2017. May the ghost soil grow blooms you need to see, wisdom you need to harvest. pic.twitter.com/v4e6yeutoU
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) December 31, 2016
I hope this year is better. However, time rarely respects words like progress or improvement. – #CLNolan in letter dated January 1st, 1914
I hope this year is better. However, time rarely respects words like progress or improvement. – #CLNolan in letter dated January 1st, 1914
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) January 1, 2017