I’ve just got back from spending a long weekend camped out in the middle of nowhere with a few kinky friends of mine. After we set up our tents we went for a hike around the campsite, I caught my leg on some particularly sharp gorse thorns and made a light hearted joke about how evil it would be to get hit with a branch of it.

Later that night one of my friends took me to a large concrete alter, that he insisted on showing me, I guess it had been a tank barricade at some point. My eye was caught by a large rune layer out in large stones across it’s length. I was told to get on all ... Show more