Tales of the Tuatha (Chapter 13 of the keep it sweet and short tales)
Beyond the dragon’s toll house
Niamh saw a dragon and tree intertwined. They seemed to be attached to the same clawed root. ” You are far from the mound, Tuatha maid.” snarled the creature, “What do you seek?” I seek a spring, replied Niamh, not wanting to tell him of her lost dreams. “I require a toll,” he hissed, “- and beware! The only path is through me.”
In the hollow cave of his gnarled trunk she saw an underground river flowing toward a shining lagoon. A black swan swam slowly at the entrance. An island appeared in the distance, and the raven circled, watching everything.
Black Swan sung by the amazing Nina Simone (1933-2003)
Sunset at the Royal Roads Lagoon is always spectacular with ducks, geese, mute swans, trumpeter and black swans swimming in the sheltered water but, it will be a few days before I get out again. Rain rain rain again falls on the west coast.