A pair of barn owls exploded from the hole in the church roof and tormented the darkening skies with their unholy screeches.
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Called to Cares
First published on my main website.
It was a blissful, bright and sunny Easter morning and the blackbirds and robins had been singing since dawn. Kria, the buzzard, wheeled lazily in the unblemished sky, ravens rolled above the exalting treetops when, too acute to perceive with human ears, the familiar voice of the Goddess beckoned me to ‘the Sanctuary’.
