Tag Archives: Stuart France and Sue Vincent

Spring ~ Stuart France

* …They do have something of the ‘other-world’ about them these places. ‘No un-authorised person beyond this point,’ said the sign. ‘But we are more authorised than anyone ever could be,’ said Wen. It is difficult to disagree but then … Continue reading

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Hor-i-zone… Stuart France

* Another milestone of time. There is no youthful compassion to commiserate with me. There is no “Surprise!” party. Just a cold, cold dawn… Continue reading at Stuart France

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Inside-Out… Stuart France

“Well, he was here,” said Sputnik,” I saw him from outside, standing by the corner of the window.” Maggot studied the door lock, the corridor and the stairs beyond, and then he walked slowly across the room and stood by … Continue reading

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Another Green World?… Stuart France

* The infant souls crouched in the tunnel. Water trickled and dripped… echoing… Raven’s claws scratched and scuttled, drowning the echoes; he paused and tilted his head: his moon-eyes flashed. Continue reading at Stuart France

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Obelisk: Alchemical Gold… Stuart France

* As soon as one posits one-self ‘Natura Superior’… * One is immediately confronted with earth as dirt, and the need to flee this filthy spectre becomes paramount… Continue reading at Stuart France

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Gate to the Land of Youth III… Stuart France

* … “Shame on you,” said the old man as he struggled to his feet, “to think that such mighty men cannot tie one small sheep.” He took hold of the sheep, dragged her easily to the wall and re-tied … Continue reading

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Gate to the Land of Youth II… Stuart France

* … Within the walls of the white-washed house Fin, and his Merry-Men, found an old man lying bent on the edge of the hearth with a sheep tied to the wall alongside. They sat at table and the old … Continue reading

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Gate to the Land of Youth… Stuart France

* Fin and his Merry-Men were hunting atop a hill. All day they were there yet caught no glimpse of game. As evening drew in, Fin spoke, “let’s turn for home, boys, there is naught for us on this dismal … 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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Solent Sheen… Stuart France

* Darkness is not Nasty. Darkness knows no Spite. Earth’s shadow is Natural As a Day’s sun birthed from Night. * Reblogged from Stuart France

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