Hookland 5/10/20 8:01:48

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

Hookland 5/10/20 20:46:34

The standing stone becomes a spine through time. The standing stone becomes a post at which stories are tethered. It is a memory battery. Let us not dismiss this last quality when some talk ‘getting a charge from the stones’. – Dr. Michael Benn, 1976 https://t.co/uJt9tzSgub