The tree had become a massive shrine of wishes, colourful material decorated every branch, weighing them down and causing them to bow towards the ground.
It had been a place of offered prayers and wishes before, but since the boys had become trapped in the cave, the wishing tree had become a focal point for all their pleas.
And their prayers and wishes had been answered. All the boys were safe, recovering in the hospital.
Deep down she knew her wishes were meaningless. There was no one there to answer them.
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Sue Vincent is a Yorkshire-born writer and one of the Directors of
The Silent Eye, a modern Mystery School. She writes alone and with
Stuart France, exploring ancient myths, the mysterious landscape of Albion and the inner journey of the soul. Find out more at
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