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For visually challenged writers, the image shows a flower-strewn cliff-top above the sea, where a rocky outcrop, seemingly shaped into many forms and faces, looks out over the waves.
From below, they appeared to be just cracked cliff faces of stone. Few realised they had a purpose.
Myths and legends had been made, exaggerated, muted, denied, twisted, and now no-one was prepared to protect and preserve The Guardians of Haven Cove.
For centuries they had been hidden from view, times when it was believed the Gods watched for sailors and ships in distress, bringing them safely to shore and home.
Attitudes changed following a freak storm that left many wrecked, broken and dead. A warning they said, a curse on the community, no longer a safe haven.
The rains came, washing away the landscape to reveal their ravaged faces in their vigil, exposing them even more to the elements as the cliffs began to crumble.
The years were not kind, and as time passed, more and more lives were lost.
Nature pulled out all her armies to still the damage, and The Guardians held true.
By some miracle the tide turned, and things became more as they were, but not the same.
Flowers began to grow, creating a safety basket with their roots, grass reaching out and across to provide shelter and a blanket.
Today they are forever watchful, but Haven Cove is now a ghost in the sea’s mist.