Small standing stones near the summit of Pike o’Stickle (709m / 2326ft) with mountains breaking through the cloud in the distance.
Taken close by the Neolithic axe factory.
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Small standing stones near the summit of Pike o’Stickle (709m / 2326ft) with mountains breaking through the cloud in the distance.
Taken close by the Neolithic axe factory.

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Helm Crag & Steel Fell, Lake District
~ The Lake District ~
This is my son his name is Roadkill and he lives in a perpetual state of fear
📍 Kinder Downfall, Peak District - Icy and sharp white snow, chilly winds across the wide open hills. ❄️ ⛰️
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What‘s the first thing one does after a trip to the Lake District? Mark the recently conquered Wainwrights on the map, that’s right. Still a lot left to be climbed, though ...
Fun little scramble up sharp edge on blencathra today! That drop off is pretty sharp at some points! Loved it #blencathra #saddlebackmountain #cumbria #lakedistrictwalks #wainwrights #outdoors #mountaineering #adventure #exploremore #getoutside #bushcraft #wilderness #fitness #nature #natureseeker https://www.instagram.com/p/BnmM32zBuhd/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=11sfmchch54fg
Twilight quivers above him, clouds crowding the sky and blotting out the glistening moonlight. He fights an unsupportive Heaven as he staggers along the pavement, relying on what night vision he maintains. His blood no longer flows, but every step stains the stones beneath his feet regardless; it's as if he burns his path into the ground, dragging his heels and his ragged clothing along the floor. His presence sings of danger, misery; the streets around him have long since emptied, and for good reason, it seems. His hair sinks into his useless eye, his mouth twists around a promised revenge; he wants this so badly he might burst.
he is not the protagonist of this story (mondfae@tumblr)