They arrive like two sprouts from the earth, forming from stone into flesh. She holds him on her lap, kneeling in what appears to be an overgrown ruin of an ancient stone structire: a castle or fortress. Their two comparatively tine forms are at the base of an immense stone. Perhaps it was once carved into beautiful stairs, but they are worn and ( Read more... )

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FORWARDTHE Fool of the traditional Morris Dance ( Read more... )