Mist eats distance. Steals certainty. Recasts world as unsettled, shifting territory. The black limbs of the trees scratch at it, forming new letters in their alphabet of omen. – #CLNolan https://t.co/XU3yU9mPmI
Mist eats distance. Steals certainty. Recasts world as unsettled, shifting territory. The black limbs of the trees scratch at it, forming new letters in their alphabet of omen. – #CLNolan pic.twitter.com/XU3yU9mPmI
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) October 4, 2020