Zero-budget phone film made in the unearthly morning dew of a dawn interlude after the Perseids meteor shower, 2017, near Combshead Tor. Instead of looking up at sky / comet streaks, the film looks down, in their wake, at what Vachel Lindsay called the “trembling stars” of “mighty chimes & little choirs”. Starry grass and a shattered skull to dance with.