Joe look around. The smell is there but dull and weak; he curse his old age for this. He need to search it out to keep his job. He scratch the light graveled earth and after few moments, a clasp protrude out of the earth. He sit down, panting, and woof loudly.
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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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