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Old Belief
← Polevik
Ridged plough furrows with stubble between them running away to the horizon across an open field under a flat white midday sky, nobody in sight

the furrow at noon

The field at the hottest hour, worked and empty. The spirits of this landscape are organised by time of day rather than by place, and this is the dangerous one.

Basis: Russian field-spirit belief · AI-generated

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