Her eyes snapped open, how did she come to be here. Taking a deep breath she fought the confusion in her mind to discover her last journey. As her breathing slowed she took in her surroundings.
This was a beautiful place, colours, sunlight and the soft splash of a waterfall. She looked down, it was, certainly a long drop with sharp rocks at the base.
In a flash memories of the last week flooded into her already overloaded brain. The fight, the pain, the banishment the overwhelming grief and guilt.
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About Sue Vincent
Sue Vincent is a Yorkshire-born writer and one of the Directors of
The Silent Eye, a modern Mystery School. She has written a number of books, both alone and with
Stuart France, exploring ancient myths, the mysterious landscape of Albion and the inner journey of the soul. She is owned by a small dog who also blogs.
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