Tag Archives: Devon

The Buried Giant

The rocks they had discussed from below now loomed before them and Axl could see, as they came ever nearer, how they were arranged in a rough semi-circle around the top of a mound to the side of their path. … Continue reading

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Grim Day at Grimspound

Of course we could just have driven and parked on the lane off the B3212; a short walk from there would take us directly to Grimspound.  But instead we chose to walk there over the moor from Scorriton, which made … Continue reading

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And All the Wheels of Being

Wheels must turn steadily, but cannot turn untended. There must be men to tend them, men as steady as the wheels upon their axles, sane men, obedient men, stable in contentment. Crying: My baby, my mother, my only, only love; … Continue reading

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