*
Now they had unleashed the hounds the outcome of the chase was inevitable.
One shard of memory alone held hope…
Slipping into the museum without paying could only encourage capture…
The dark arches spoke of deep secrets too arcane to delineate…
Out of the shadowy recesses a thin form materialised.
Did that wan smile ever waver?
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About Sue Vincent
Sue Vincent was a Yorkshire born writer, esoteric teacher and a Director of The Silent Eye. She was immersed in the Mysteries all her life. Sue maintained a popular blog and is co-author of The Mystical Hexagram with Dr G.M.Vasey. Sue lived in Buckinghamshire, having been stranded there due to an accident with a blindfold, a pin and a map. She had a lasting love-affair with the landscape of Albion, the hidden country of the heart. Sue passed into spirit at the end of March 2021.
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