Tag Archives: The Silent Eye

Flying kites…

Posted on September 25, 2022 by Sue Vincent

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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Crouching Tiger…

Posted on March 26, 2021 by Sue Vincent

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

Posted on March 21, 2021 by Sue Vincent

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

Posted on March 14, 2021 by Sue Vincent

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…

Posted on February 6, 2021 by Sue Vincent

* 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…

Posted on February 5, 2021 by Sue Vincent

* 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

Posted on February 3, 2021 by Sue Vincent

* …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

Posted on February 1, 2021 by Sue Vincent

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…

Posted on January 22, 2021 by Sue Vincent

* 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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Anomalies…

Posted on January 21, 2021 by Sue Vincent

* In the Land of the Living Heart, Angus was playing ball. The sphere of light span and soared in and around and about his aura, as he juggled, and laughed… like tiny bells, chiming. Just then, the Dagda went … Continue reading →

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