She was tall and willowy, her slender figure standing well above her minions.
The way she walked suggested arrogance and conceited poise, the sweep of her long limbs made each and all sit up to take notice when she passed.
Whispers in the forest warned of times changing, but she took no heed, such was her confidence that she was automatically absolved from repercussions simply because of who she was.
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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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She was tall and willowy, her slender figure standing well above her minions.
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