@SefC_ @cottagecoregoth It all looks a bit like this … https://t.co/o7K6BKIX6g
It all looks a bit like this … pic.twitter.com/o7K6BKIX6g
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) February 4, 2021
things are remembered differently
@SefC_ @cottagecoregoth It all looks a bit like this … https://t.co/o7K6BKIX6g
It all looks a bit like this … pic.twitter.com/o7K6BKIX6g
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) February 4, 2021
@odavies9 Careful, good ideas like that require good writers …
Careful, good ideas like that require good writers …
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) February 4, 2021
Sorry if the county has been quiet tonight. I’ve been gabbling at the lovely Darragh Mason of @spiritbox3 fame for my first ever appearance on a podcast. How he will ever pull any listenable material from my ravings is yet to be heard, but he was fab to chat with.
Sorry if the county has been quiet tonight. I've been gabbling at the lovely Darragh Mason of @spiritbox3 fame for my first ever appearance on a podcast. How he will ever pull any listenable material from my ravings is yet to be heard, but he was fab to chat with.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) February 4, 2021
@odavies9 Speculative Factual in the high risk conjecture concerned with what is actually the case/what is actually occurring …
Speculative Factual in the high risk conjecture concerned with what is actually the case/what is actually occurring …
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) February 4, 2021
@orridge_anna I don’t really know what that is. Like Scarfolk, it’s something I’ve avoided so I can honestly say when comparisons happen, I haven’t seen it.
I don't really know what that is. Like Scarfolk, it's something I've avoided so I can honestly say when comparisons happen, I haven't seen it.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) February 4, 2021
@ln2718 @LadyLiminal1 There’s a 90,001-word dialect dictionary … so yes.
There's a 90,001-word dialect dictionary … so yes.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) February 5, 2021
For the tailor’s shop is as likely to be haunted as a grand ruin. Pub, co-operative store or worker’s cottage as likely to host phantom as royal palace. The ghost is of all classes and so are those it haunts. The Empire of the Dead may have a hint of socialism. – C. Josiffe, 1945
For the tailor's shop is as likely to be haunted as a grand ruin. Pub, co-operative store or worker's cottage as likely to host phantom as royal palace. The ghost is of all classes and so are those it haunts. The Empire of the Dead may have a hint of socialism. – C. Josiffe, 1945
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) February 5, 2021
Along the lane by SourfieldsFarm, through up through Hissing Woods, climbing above the trees that crown Rose Hill to its bald spot – a simple walk you may say, but one locals claim will brush you against at least a half-dozen ghosts. Therefore, one I make eagerly. – #CLNolan
Along the lane by SourfieldsFarm, through up through Hissing Woods, climbing above the trees that crown Rose Hill to its bald spot – a simple walk you may say, but one locals claim will brush you against at least a half-dozen ghosts. Therefore, one I make eagerly. – #CLNolan
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) February 5, 2021
He feeds the shade with his own blood mixed in milk. On this diet it becomes less silent and begins to scream secrets. This work must be done at a distance from all people as even loyal servants will be mad from fear and tell of the fearsome sounds of the shade. – Dr. Bron, 1636
He feeds the shade with his own blood mixed in milk. On this diet it becomes less silent and begins to scream secrets. This work must be done at a distance from all people as even loyal servants will be mad from fear and tell of the fearsome sounds of the shade. – Dr. Bron, 1636
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) May 11, 2021
London is a city of dead horses. Its equine ghosts still carve the streets, part crossing crowds. A million invisible spirits that disrupt with neigh and thunder of hooves. Horses unheard, but felt on the psychic skin. – Astrid Drake, Û÷The Society of The Dead Horses WordÛª, 1978
London is a city of dead horses. Its equine ghosts still carve the streets, part crossing crowds. A million invisible spirits that disrupt with neigh and thunder of hooves. Horses unheard, but felt on the psychic skin. – Astrid Drake, ‘The Society of The Dead Horses Word’, 1978
— ReptonGuide (@ReptonGuide) January 5, 2021