Unrelated, but a coincidence from 1946: "To go near The Pit was slow, certain death, and it was respected and feared, and would be for centuries more. It winke

Unrelated, but a coincidence from 1946: "To go near The Pit was slow, certain death, and it was respected and feared, and would be for centuries more. It winked and blinked redly at night, and was surrounded by a bald and broken tract stretching out and away over the horizon; and around it flickered a ghostly blue glow. Nothing lived there. Nothing could. With such a war memorial, there could only be peace. The earth could never forget the horror that could be loosed by war. That was Grenfell’s dream."