She stood against the tower window looking down at the modern streets below. Most didn’t realise she was still there, her hair long and grey now,

Tower Image Courtesy of Sue Vincent @ Daily Echo
her fingers gnarled but her mind remained as sharp as ever. There was occasionally a few who sensed her watching. A witch they called her. She didn’t mind the name really but she liked to think of herself as more of a watcher. She enjoyed the watching…
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Thank you very much for the reblog Sue. Much Appreciated. KL ❤
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Thank you for taking part, KL 🙂
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