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Up Against Mortality


In a forest thattimeforgot, there sits a bed. The bed, like most things forgotten by time, is decrepit. The bed, like most things that sit in a forest, is natural. The bed was never made, and no one lies in it.

The bed is a place for contemplation. Those who find it sit, and though they may seek comfort orpeace, they find only drive.

In a forest that time forgot sits a bed not for sleeping, but for birthing, and every person who sits upon this bed finds the child that will give them what they seek. What of the children’s needs? The bed, like most natural and decrepit things, cares not at all for the children.

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About Sue Vincent

Sue Vincent is a Yorkshire-born writer and one of the Directors of The Silent Eye, a modern Mystery School. She has written a number of books, both alone and with Stuart France, exploring ancient myths, the mysterious landscape of Albion and the inner journey of the soul. She is owned by a small dog who also blogs. Follow her at scvincent.com and on Twitter @SCVincent Find her books on Goodreads and follow her on Amazon worldwide to find out about new releases and offers. Email: findme@scvincent.com
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