It was just a walk in the Somerset countryside and as I walked past a small copse, I noticed some snowdrops. There must have been a garden here once upon a time. As I moved closer and looked in front of me, there was a doorway bordered with ivy. Without doubt, it was the ruins of a buildingThere must be treasure here, I thought and I was right! But more of that later . . . It was time to take a step into the unknown!
To be continued . . . .
