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Pieman… Stuart France

When Pieman was very young, and living at the beginnings of time, he often slept with the Cave Bear Clan during stormy weather. * Over the course of many such nights, Big Brown Bear who was also very old, taught … Continue reading

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Feeling True… Stuart France

…Her hand crept to the feather at her throat. Her gift from the gods. The colour of flame. She had strayed from the path. Seeking silence. Preparing herself for what was to come. The great bird had wheeled overhead. Soaring … Continue reading

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The Hooded Stone… Stuart France

“It has to be the Stone on Gardom’s Edge…” “What does?” says Wen. “My Robin Hood Stone… I mean it didn’t look much like the stone on Gardom’s Edge but that could have been the angle.” I study the sketch … Continue reading

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The Lost Stone of Chat… Stuart France

“There is a stone which would be worth visiting. It is in Baslow which is on our way to the Symposium so we could stop off there, grab some lunch, check out the stone and then head off to our … Continue reading

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Free Day III … Stuart France

… Our-Father, Lady, Countess-Grae passed light and demure across the softly shifting shades of a turquoise beach. Formless as beauty likened to the morning mist, her presence cleansed and refreshed the air as she danced; flitting capriciously between the stark … Continue reading

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Free Day II … Stuart France

* …Left alone in my room for long enough I thought I might discover how they did it, how they worked it. I thought I was being clever. Initially, I had suspected the lights, either the lights or the heating, … Continue reading

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Free Day … Stuart France

* …Metallic blue piping ran at strangely oblique angles, stretching deep into the ever darkening glass cliff-face, sparkling in the sunlight when at odd times it emerged like some long forgotten swimmer up for air, jutting rudely into the open … Continue reading

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Asya Speaks Out ~ Notes to Women #writephoto

Photo by Sue Vincent The magnificent view of the snow-capped mountains and surrounding beautiful landscape which usually filled Asya with peace failed to do so this morning.   There was political uncertainty in Sweden as the anti-immigrant party made historic gains … Continue reading

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The Far Elsewhere ~ Kerfe #writephoto

Defined by what it is not– every particle of light silent, startling. A journey neither up nor down, neither here nor there– defined by what it is not. Continue reading at methodtwomadness

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Sweet Terror… Stuart France

* …I first noticed the spirals on the gate of number eight Teesgrove Road when I was turning the soil and tidying the litter from the strip of earth which separated its grounds from those of number ten Teesgrove Road. … Continue reading

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