Afterlives and otherworlds

Norse gods and Irish ghosts, alternate heavens and hells, dragonhide and princess-eating beasts: these are tales of worlds not (quite) like our own.

The Angelus bell ringing out over its villages and townlands over the fields and hills and bogs in between, six chimes of three across a minute and a half, a summons struck on the lip of the void

Solar Bones

Mike McCormack