Where were we?
And Bernie and I were Cumbria…
Originally posted on Sue Vincent's Daily Echo:
Flames light the night and the beat of the drum calls… Guardians await the coming of the Silver Fox… Foxes prowl the night… …and the revellers become aware… and they follow. Music fills the night… Trees blossom with fireflowers… and strange creatures, half seen in the shadows. The Silver Fox lights the torches… Many flock to…
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