A WineDark Sea
Ripping yarns, beautiful lies and a few home truths.
Thursday, March 21, 2019
There's an eagle in there. It's the first time I've seen her land on the mountain. She must stand two or three feet tall.
My doorstep lizard who gives me a fright every morning at the tower and to whom I feed blowflies.
The car park below the mountain yesterday. Nothing to see here. I went home instead.
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