Reaching through the mists
Stone and sea melding with sky
A presence half-glimpsed
The breeze carries a whisper
Only the watchers will hear
The photo for this week’s prompt was taken at Carn Lês Boel in Cornwall during our recent visit. We had taken a magical walk through sheltered lanes shrouded in mist and a myriad wildflowers to reach the cliffs and an ancient sacred site. As we left the cliff fortress, the mists that had opened to give us a brief but clear sight of the coast closed around us once more. This solitary figure stood unmoving for a moment at the entrance to the site before she was swallowed by the mists once more.
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