Scars

The basaltic cliff, surrounded by the green of primitive bush, can be seen half way up the slope. Immediately below is the brown scar where a column has peeled away, wrenching away all that lay immediately below. Large erratics dwarf the edwardian villa built in the lumpy foothills. This is the domestic bliss, the blind delusions of optimism, ignorance and, perhaps, pure arrogance.

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