Trull

They moved away from the stone, holding hands…

Trull, Somerset, TA3

…she finding the way, he following the bearing.

Trull, Somerset, TA3

When they came to reed beds they forced themselves through to keep the line.

Trull Church, Trull, Somerset, TA3

Everywhere was silence.

From Alan Garner’s Thursbitch (2003)

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