It waited patiently beneath the water.
It had been there for an unknown time bottled up and cast into the stream by a powerful druid known as Merlyn, time had worn away the bronze vessel and what was within had spread itself out on the stream bed.
It could not break the surface on it’s own, all that was required was for some unfortunate to simply step into it…
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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 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
France and Vincent. She is owned by a small dog who also blogs.
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