Wenlock Edge, Shropshire Seen via the shaggy boughs of an previous larch, the complete moon had the unusual attract that moths and wanderers know
A streetlight within the lane enamelled hollies with a sodium glow and sucked the color from the leaves of different bushes. The church bell rang eight or perhaps 9; there was a soughing via the limes.
Abruptly, I felt a tiny sonic growth and the draught of a bat’s wing near my ear. It was like a faucet on the shoulder, not a shock a lot as a greeting however, all the identical, a jolting from ideas about one world into one other, the place unseen lives nearly contact.
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