“With the new ceiling of storm cloud, dusk had surely arrived at midday. Beneath the treetops the light thinned further. She needed a torch and fought a childish panic that the land was cursed in ways she’d never understand.”
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[Pics from Brixham]
Published on October 29, 2019 05:47