… what dread feet?
To paraphrase Nina Simone:
These are illustrations
But the story hasn’t been written for them, yet.
A story Alan Garner might weave, if he were from Penwith, from the mineral threads and seams that are twisted into the sinews and honeycomb the bones of this place.
Dancing to a panpsychic pagan pulse that thrums in the earth and in the guts of the people who live here.