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Beacon by Sharmishtha Basu #writephoto

Posted on September 25, 2016 by Sue Vincent

Reblogged from Sharmishtha: Check out the amazing posts and the image here: scvincent.com/2016/09/22/thursday-photo-prompt-beacon-writephoto/ If you are looking for some fantastic writings, writer, join us! “Can you see son!” The chieftain said, “The beacon is snuffed by winds, ride your horse … Continue reading →

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Crocodile Man… from Stuart France

Posted on September 5, 2016 by Sue Vincent

* Crocodile Man was married to Whistle Duck and they had two daughters… “We’ll have fish tomorrow night,” said Crocodile Man, “I’ll go out early in my bark canoe.” So next morning Crocodile Man set off, and his two daughters … Continue reading →

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Staffa’s Mystery by Peter Bouchier #writephoto

Posted on August 31, 2016 by Sue Vincent

Reblogged from Peter Bouchier: The flood almost runs out in the late summer afternoon. A dinghy negotiates seaweed-grown, swell-caressed rocks. Moss-topped, wet shining stone organ pipes reflect seagulls’ cries. The dinghy tacks, the evening sun yellows its sails depicted against … Continue reading →

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Awakening from Clockwork Clouds #WritePhoto

Posted on August 29, 2016 by Sue Vincent

Reblogged from Shaun at Clockwork Clouds: Within dark and mossy walls, where light rarely touches stone, eldritch fingers clasp primitive tools. On rock they leave their sinister carvings, elaborate portrayals of their worshiped master… Continue reading here.

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Toll Bridge… by Stuart France #NoirWednesday

Posted on August 20, 2016 by Sue Vincent

Reblogged from Stuart France: Black-Jack-Davey had been on the road since sun-up. As twilight descended filching the last of the colour from his day he came upon a village. Up ahead he could make out a little stone bridge and … Continue reading →

Posted in photo prompt | Tagged Fairy Tale, Folk Tale, landscape, mystery, Photography, psychology, story, Stuart France, symbolism | 2 Comments

Feeling True II from Stuart France

Posted on August 12, 2016 by Sue Vincent

* …“No matter,” says Wen, “they sometimes put contact details up.” She starts to scrutinise the notice board of the porch and then taps a number into her phone… “No answer!” Bugger times two! We content ourselves with a swift … Continue reading →

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Sound of Waves – by Stuart France

Posted on August 9, 2016 by Sue Vincent

* After holidaying three years running at White-Lake, Mother decided it offered more congenial surroundings than sooty Colton in which to bring up a family so she put it to Father that we really ought to move there for good. … Continue reading →

Posted in Memories, Photography, Stuart France | Tagged England, Great Work, magic, meaning, Photography, psychology, story, symbolism | 4 Comments

Green grow the rushes O III… from Stuart France

Posted on August 6, 2016 by Sue Vincent

* …If Tee’s study was the hub of intelligence, then Miss Hunnyfludd’s office, which comprised no more than a hastily compromised ante-chamber to its plush superior, was the heart… Thomas Welch was currently making himself at home in the heart … Continue reading →

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Green grow the rushes O… from Stuart France

Posted on August 2, 2016 by Sue Vincent

Reblogged from Stuart France… The Grand-Father Clock, tock…tock…tocked reassuringly in the corner of the oak panelled study. Through the window to one side the ancient time piece’s Big Brother could be discerned dominating the metropolitan sky-line… Tee, was wilfully oblivious … Continue reading →