A graveyard of grass-covered humps and stone. Dark line cicatrix making a map to the past. Some call it the ghost village, some sour soil, but when you are there you feel it – a wound that wonÛªt stitch. https://t.co/r1wKP8CDUg
A graveyard of grass-covered humps and stone. Dark line cicatrix making a map to the past. Some call it the ghost village, some sour soil, but when you are there you feel it – a wound that won’t stitch. pic.twitter.com/r1wKP8CDUg
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) July 11, 2020