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Field of Sheaves: Flame…

* …The Clan of the Raven has withdrawn to the hills, to a high place in the sacred lands, nearer the centre. Their fires are dead, their hearths are cold, the hilltop silent under the moon. Others come. Others not … Continue reading

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Far-Shore… Stuart France

* The tide’s a-comin’ in… * Don’t get stuck on the sand bank unless you can swim… Continue reading at Stuart France

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State of Nations… Stuart France

* If a nation Fails to stand In right relation To its stories… Continue reading at Stuart France

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Clews…

* …Kierkegaard knows only too well what is at stake here. How the mask can simultaneously both hide and reveal. Especially for those who know how to look… He chooses his psuedonyms very carefully, almost, too perfectly! Johannes-de-Silentio. ‘Silent John’. … Continue reading

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Field of Sheaves: Finding…

* …But first to the finding, which was not easy and which though I am utterly loathe to admit it, was down to Wen. I should have known then. Turning up on my patch and finding things! Still I suppose … Continue reading

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Field of Sheaves…

* …I have a bad feeling about this place. But Wen insists, and when Wen insists… not even graphic descriptions of the steepness of the hill itself could deflect her… so here we are… half way up the climb… resting … Continue reading

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Home Invasion ~ Anurag Bakhshi #writephoto

I could smell them long before they came in, dirty, stinky creatures all of them. “Not in my home, not in my home,” I prayed with all my might, but the almighty must have been fast asleep, for they made … Continue reading

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Flames of the Fire-Drake… Stuart France

* “All the elements can be used to ‘scry’,” smiled the instructor, “but fire is the most difficult because the flames flicker so quickly. To get you started we’ve freeze-framed a fire to give your vision the chance to keep … Continue reading

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Bent-Black-Sun-Day… Stuart France

  * “There is one thing that still troubles me,” said Wen who really seemed to have the ‘Rapunzel’ thing stuck in her craw. “Yaas,” said Don, in his most irritating drawl. “Shouldn’t the seasons be sisters?” “On what grounds?” … Continue reading

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Mountains White as Clouds… Stuart France

* … “As I see it,” continues Wen, “we have two possible identities for an Old Woman who tends a Herb Garden and can be described as an Enchantress, or an Ogress…” “Only two?” “She is either Mother Earth or … Continue reading

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