Whilst they represent an attempt at domesticating Horsingdon's ancient and potent landscape, in many of the borough's residential garden's one can, nonetheless, still find likenesses of the Old Gods, the Wild Gods: a barely-disguised idolatry cognisant of the fact that human habitation of the land is fleeting, temporary - and at best only tolerated by those Powers which inhere in the region's topography.
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