The Loney
Registered by darkhorse4460 of Bletchingdon, Oxfordshire United Kingdom on 11/15/2018
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Journal Entry 1 by darkhorse4460 from Bletchingdon, Oxfordshire United Kingdom on Thursday, November 15, 2018
If it had another name, I never knew, but the locals called it the Loney - that strange nowhere between the Wyre and the Lune where Hanny and I went every Easter time with Mummer, Farther, Mr and Mrs Belderboss and Father Wilfred, the parish priest.
It was impossible to truly know the place. It changed with each influx and retreat, and the neap tides would reveal the skeletons of those who thought they could escape its insidious currents. No one ever went near the water. No one apart from us, that is.
I suppose I always knew that what happened there wouldn't stay hidden for ever, no matter how much I wanted it to. No matter how hard I tried to forget . . .
A beautifully written, atmospheric gothic chiller with a tremendous sense of place and a bizarre cast. Maybe a little rambling and ambiguous for those seeking more hardcore thrills.
Its a while since I read this so am not giving a detailed review.
It was impossible to truly know the place. It changed with each influx and retreat, and the neap tides would reveal the skeletons of those who thought they could escape its insidious currents. No one ever went near the water. No one apart from us, that is.
I suppose I always knew that what happened there wouldn't stay hidden for ever, no matter how much I wanted it to. No matter how hard I tried to forget . . .
A beautifully written, atmospheric gothic chiller with a tremendous sense of place and a bizarre cast. Maybe a little rambling and ambiguous for those seeking more hardcore thrills.
Its a while since I read this so am not giving a detailed review.
Journal Entry 2 by darkhorse4460 at Oxford, Oxfordshire United Kingdom on Thursday, November 15, 2018
Going to BC meet at the Kings Arms, Oxford