Saturday, 17 September 2011

The Dark Tower

In Brno I went to a cave in the countryside with an old friend and lit a fire at its mouth. 

To say that the ruins of the dark tower of Hazmburk are dramatic is like saying that dead people are laid back. Climbing up the jagged rocks at the back of the tower was like stealing my way up a witch's stair. T

I adore Prague and it is one of my favourite cities ever, but I found it draining my energy after a while. There is a shadow in the capital of Czech that now and then nipped at my heels.

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