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In the Land of the Living Heart, Angus was playing ball.
The sphere of light span and soared in and around and about his aura, as he juggled, and laughed… like tiny bells, chiming.
Just then, the Dagda went by, enveloped in cloud…
He stopped frowning when he saw Angus, “On my head, son!” he said.
With a flick of his fore-finger Angus propelled the sphere of light towards the Dagda who rose, majestically, through the air… and missed it!
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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.
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