This story is prompted by Sue Vincent’s Daily Echo Thursday photo prompt: #writephoto.
Jadis yanked Emme’s arm forward. “We’ve got to get to the next escape passage.”
Emme bent over and put her hands on her knees breathing in fast and hard. After catching her breath, she stood.
He was there. On the hill in the distance. The man with the staff. But he looked–different. He wasn’t thin and frail. He’d changed, but she knew it was him. The man that vowed to kill her. A chill went down her spine. She shivered.
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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I love this Sue, it makes me want to read more. Nicely done.
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There is a much longer story unfolding on Michele’s blog, Dom.
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Thank you, Dom. I’m glad you are enjoying this.
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Thank you for sharing, Sue.
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