I gently placed a red rose upon the grave of my love, and grieved, alone, as was my destiny.
I had never known a knight more valiant, or more gallant, than Sir George. MY Sir George.
The very first time I saw him, he had his sword drawn, and was charging on fearlessly astride his white steed. I think that was the moment that I fell in love with him, absolutely, unconditionally, irrevocably.
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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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