Beyond deep forest road dips to a silent space where blueness of sky yields to grey mist leaning over the opulence of blanket bog. Here I trace covert tracks of insects, animals and birds, and the men who fought a battle in this place, their bleached bones breathing now within the slender cotton stems and …
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