Wherein Bran speaks of things to come
Niamh and Bran sat under a tree together just as they had done in another time, during a golden hour in midsummer when the evening sky rained stars and the forest was filled with a singing rapture. She rested her head on his shoulder and listened to the voice that was a melody from her childhood.
“Stay strong and be happy dear Niamh,” he said encouragingly. “We are the light that flickers between the shadows but, some day strange priests will come from afar and give souls to men. The price will be great!” his voice became solemn, “The high kings will give up the old ways, the gods, and even the magic to reach a divine abode forbidden to us.”
Niamh was confused, “But what of our folk!” she asked. “Don’t we live there now? What happens when the Sidhe die?” She hesitated before whispering,
“What happened to you Bran?”
Tears by Ensiferum ( from Finland)
the runes of the gatekeeper's daughter- dedicated to Nick 
cool textures 🙂
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Ty joshi!!
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I love the woodland pond.
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thank you Maria!
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Cybele, your photos are amazing — especially Woodland Incantation. I’m loving the stories and the music. I must know what happened to Bran! 😀
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thank you so much Linda!! All will hopefully be revealed most magically!! 🙂
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Beautiful and captivating story, (sigh)
Thank you very much for sharing.
I hope you ave a marvelous week ahead, best wishes, Cybele…
Aquileana 🙂
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Thanks so much for your support and lovely comments!! you too have a great week!!
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Beautiful story, I love what Bran said : ” We are the light that flickers between the shadows …. etc” Precious! Thanks for sharing Cybele!
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Thank you Della!!! This story is just flowing out now and I seem to have no control over it. I only hope that people like you are enjoying it! I’m happy you are and that you take the time to comment!
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I love your image here – is it a photo, a digital manipulation or a painting? As usual I can’t tell. Some fairy magic afoot I think 🙂 Do the tuatha die or are they still there beneath the Hill of Tara? For me it’s the latter. Maybe they die when we forget about them.
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a photo with a layer blend I did with brush magic- but I won’t say more because the alchemist must have secrets lol!!
They are still there never fear!
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Thanks for sharing something of your processes. Of course you must keep the true magic secret – that’s the rule with magic . 🙂
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Another sweet installment for my pleasure. I love the way you use so few words yet every chapter is complete and the story is good. I’m still waiting for the day when you’ll stick them all together. Thanks.
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Much appreciated Dr. Killpatient!! Yes, I hope to combine it all soon!! Thanks so much for following along Peter!!!
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The images are beautiful – like paintings – and the title of the first is perfect – incantation.
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thank you so much Andrea. I’m never sure which comes first – the words then the images, or the images produce the words!!
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Love your imagery and the words and music all speak as one! Wonderful.
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your comment means a lot!! Thanks so much Laura!!
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You’re welcome!
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As a small child, I was obsessed that there were fairies living in the hornbeam hedge in our garden, if only I was allowed to stay up late enough at night to see them glowing in the dark! I think there are many things in legends that are based partially on old truths. Perhaps, once upon a time, humans were more naturally perceptive and often caught glimpses of things from other dimensions.
See how your story has got me thinking.
I must check out those two folk/metal bands from Finland. They sound fascinating.
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Thank you Sarah. What a lovely compliment!! I hesitated before I published this worried that I may be getting a bit too religious/philosophical!! 🙂 but the thought came to me so I put it down.
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Love the first image…beautiful
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thanks Mark!! Fun to work in layers!!
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That tree image is amazing!
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thanks Ann!!
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