"Run!" she had told him. "Wait for me at Saint Elen's Cross." He had waited, but she had never come. Sometimes, he felt as though, after all these years, he was still waiting.
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____________________________________________ You might remember this one (mainly because it's in my journal header ) - I'd always liked it and wanted to make a portfolio piece of it, but I'd lost the old (digital) version in a data crash. So I went for watercolour this time, and feel I did it much more justice.