Signs – #writephoto – Michael at Morpethroad


The signs were all there but ignored by most except for Gus who sat in the front bar of the Stags Skull, his crazed eyes focused on something far away.

Every so often he’d make a proclamation. “We’ll all be done for,” he says in his now familiar hysterical tone.

“It’s the locusts. The locusts have gone. There’s not been a drop of rain in months, the crops are dying, the harvest isn’t happening, its all a sign I tell you, a sign.”

Around him, the fellow bar dwellers would nod and order him another beer and nudge each other that Gus was off and running and they’d enjoy goad him until he’d become so loud the barkeeper would eject him.

All the while Gus would sip his beer and mutter under his breath, and on occasion make audible threats about the safety of our community and that he’d seen it all before.

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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 writes alone and with Stuart France, exploring ancient myths, the mysterious landscape of Albion and the inner journey of the soul. Find out more at France and Vincent. She is owned by a small dog who also blogs. Follow her at and on Twitter @SCVincent. Find her books on Goodreads and follow her on Amazon worldwide to find out about new releases and offers. Email:
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