The Laminal Points Project
“One of my first memories of the wood was on a family walk.
At one point while playing with my sister I decided to run ahead.
I came into a clearing and then quickly slowed down and stopped as I approached an entrance.
Despite the daylight it was dark at the edge of the clearing where the path continued into the wood.
Fear gripped me for a moment with a vivid thought.
Then we all continued in .”