Tag Archives: The Silent Eye

Flying kites…

The original post from 22nd March, 2013 in which Sue describes day three of our adventures in what was to become the story of, The Initiate… I woke yesterday to two lines in my inbox that brought a sense of … Continue reading

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The Ogmios Line…

The Heroes Journey – Friday, May 6th, 2022… Castlerigg Stone Circle * “…Will you forge the straight track for us, old friend?” Merlin asked the giant. Ogmios’ eyes gleamed in the starlight. – Swords of Destiny * The straight tracks, … Continue reading

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Crouching Tiger…

Images and Text from the Silent Eye Workshop: Whispers in the West… Or maybe… * Not quite… Continue Viewing at The Silent Eye

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Birds of a Feather

That the birds were there first means little to Ani. It is, as far as she is concerned, her garden and she decides who gets to play in it. Apart from the stray babies, those she makes an exception for … Continue reading

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The tomb and the missing skull

If the only way I can get out and play at the moment is to revisit old haunts, then so be it. Four years ago, I stumbled across a church with some wonderful stories and a fantastic tomb… In the … Continue reading

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Encryption…

* Now they had unleashed the hounds the outcome of the chase was inevitable. One shard of memory alone held hope… Slipping into the museum without paying could only encourage capture… The dark arches spoke of deep secrets too arcane … Continue reading

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Solent Sheen…

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

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…not as we know it. ~ Stuart France

* …Moments later the bars of blue light shimmered into three tightly clad figures. Kirk, glanced expectantly around the room and sighed. Spock arched a well manicured eye-brow skyward. “An empty writing room,” pronounced Sulu, somewhat redundantly. Kirk’s hand held … Continue reading

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North-easterly: Intriguing Anomalies

Two things struck me as we entered the State Rooms to look around the public parts of Bamburgh castle. The first was that the collection of objects that were on display was vast, rich and deserving of much more attention … Continue reading

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Pipe Dream…

* Maggot always gets his man… Wherever they go. However far they flee. However cunningly they hide… * Maggot enters the Ol’ George: legendary menagerie of care-worn dreamers. This evening’s vibrantly clad gathering part to allow him to the bar. … Continue reading

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