The Dream of the Dragon’s eye
Niamh finally reached the dark island. A moonbeam hit the rocky shore and ignited a small stone into a glowing star. She instantly recognized it as the dragon’s eye, thieved by the clever Raven. When she picked it up, the moon and stars fled. This dream was powerful!
Overcome with weariness she sat on a mound of wind-eyed daisies and watched Aine’s red sunrise. A stream spilled into the cove in soft satin billows and a fierce eyed heron hunted the marsh. The roaring whispers of trees grew louder. What were they saying?
Suddenly someone was running along the embankment
The Mist Covered Mountains of Home- the Rankin Family– oh chi chi mi na morbheana “Hail to the mountains, hail to the green grassy hills and the forests….”
Background: The song is the Gaelic Oh chi chi mi na morbheana sung by the Rankin Family of Nova Scotia.
the runes of the gatekeeper's daughter- dedicated to Nick 
Another exceptional installment of Tales of the Tuatha. What’s Tuatha, by the way? I wonder why I’ve never asked.
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I am so happy you enjoy these little stories!! The Tuatha means people or tribe but the tuatha de danaan were possibly the people of the goddess danu – the people of the Mound or hills in Celtic Irish Lore. Also called The Sidhe of which the Bean Sidhe ( Banshee) was most famous. The Fairy folk, not good enough for heaven but not bad enough to be cast down with the dark angels!! 🙂 They are still there!! as well as their famous fairy mounds or forts.
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Nice angle for the daisies!
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I’m very fond of daisies! Thank you Maria!!!
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What a beautiful post!!
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thanks so much for a lovely comment and for reading Amy!! I hope you will enjoy these little tales!!
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Love your blog. Will be back again and again, Cybele!
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and me to yours!!!
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What a beautiful heron 🙂 Such graceful birds. I used to go walking by a river where they lived. They’re very shy but if you’re ever so still, they stay put for you to watch them wading about and fishing. They’ve a tremendous wing span when they take off.
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thanks Sarah!! I love them because they look so ancient!!
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Beautiful photos that go right along with the story! 🙂
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thanks so much Linda!! I do appreciate your comments! Did you like that piece of music by chance!?
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I meant to tell you that I thought it was beautiful, too! Very enjoyable! 🙂
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🙂 I love finding even more obscure pieces too!!
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Lovely and dreamy.
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thanks Six!! That’s what I hope for in these tales.
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Beautiful story and images!! It’s funny, this is the second post I’ve seen that contains a GBH. Last night I took my first shot of a GBH! What a “coincidence”. 🙂
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thank you Laura!! I’m so glad you are enjoying both. The heron is an old shot but I used it here. I love them, they look so prehistoric!
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they really do!
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O.O *chewing my nails* Great cliffhanger! The photos are wonderful for this part of the story and the magic of the plot is strongly enhanced by a supreme choice of words! Well done, Cybele.
By the way, for those of you in Second Life, Cybele just opened her very first photo exhibition (click the link for more info)! \o/ It’s awesome! Drop by, if you can! 😀
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thanks again Lizzie for all your praise of “the disjointed tales!” lol. Thanks for all your help and the promo too!!
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I like this..
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thank you Raj!!!
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Love the calmness of the first shot and the light in the second is gorgeous.
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thanks Mark!!
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