
The silhouette of the hills paved the way home. Only few know the secluded path. It is only visible during the setting of the sun against the darkening sky. The shadowmen guard the entrance among the the treeline to throw anyone off the course if they just so happen to find it. I made my way through the winding path of darkness towards the hollow in the hill.
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I can’t access the original Sue. I think the link failed.
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Thnks for letting me know…should be working now.
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