A day around Tintagel, wizard not included. Dark age and medieval walls slowly crumble into the sea. Tourists amble among the grassy slopes and ruins, pausing to catch their breaths on stairs that wind themselves around the miniature island. The tide thunders below against the slate. This was once a natural harbour, though only seals come ashore now.
About Mark Newton
Born in 1981, live in the UK. I write about strange things.
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