Greer stepped out of the hut, stretched and regarded the coming dawn,he’d left Sobeth to sleep, the birds were already well into their morning chorus and he rejoiced as the sun brought its warmth to his face.
“You’re up already?” said Sobeth standing at the door, her bump was huge now.
“I was going to let you lie in.”
“Fat chance. the little bugger’s been having a right old dance in here.” she informed him.
“Thought of a name yet?” he asked.
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Sue Vincent was a Yorkshire born writer, esoteric teacher and a Director of The Silent Eye. She was immersed in the Mysteries all her life. Sue maintained a popular blog and is co-author of The Mystical Hexagram with Dr G.M.Vasey. Sue lived in Buckinghamshire, having been stranded there due to an accident with a blindfold, a pin and a map. She had a lasting love-affair with the landscape of Albion, the hidden country of the heart. Sue passed into spirit at the end of March 2021.
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