Crinkle Crags

Crinkle Crags

by | Nov 4, 2013 | Non Fiction

It’s 6am; I rise to a new day. Outside my window, a curtain of darkness hides the land. Lake Windermere is asleep under a ghostly blanket of ethereal mist, faintly illuminated by waxen light from a clear moon in a star-studded sky. I watch as the sun’s auroral...