His face looked inscrutable. His athletic body was tensed up. He was holding the piece he accidentally found buried in snow.
A triangular wall mount with 3 elk heads, out here in this Alaskan snowy wilderness. A smile appeared on his face as he saw the snowstorm surrounding him. He whispered, “At least they had the privilege of dying at home. I am lost and far from mine.”
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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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