Day 91 of 100, Hannover, Germany

A couple of nights before we headed to Hannover (for the nth time), a silver fog rolled in.

The old lady’s brewing, they said in the old days.

A deer barked in the gloaming.

The kraken thrashed.

Mare came at midnight.



2 thoughts on “Awakening

  1. From sea monster to night-goblin… and here I thought the only worry in Denmark was melancholic Princes. Horatio, is that you making those noises; what’s that glow by the bench? Horatio, is that you? Horatio? Horatio?

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