celtic lore

The smile that came to her lips at his words could not be helped. This she had not expected in her wildest of dreams! She had thought she would enter this place alone, and do what she must alone with much resistance from others who were dubious of the Fair Folk and the Tuatha, among so much other things! And before her eyes was someone who had his heart open to Them, who even seemed to hear Them as she could. Her eyes cast to the Earth and then to the Sky as she gave thanks once more for her fortune and for their cosmic workings. Planned, it must be. And she was on course. 

Bhí mé ag sheoladh, she confided, feeling safe here, feeling safe, also, with him. Chun scaipeadh cén fhios sin beag, anois, leis siúd a bheadh a fhoghlaim. Chun teacht ar níos mó draíochta, chun cuidiú sé ag fás. She wondered if he might be here for the same reason, suddenly, and she held her breath to hear what he might say, anxious for this idea, her mission, to be accepted by him as it had been accepted by They who hummed beneath her. Why, those here must be warned, too, of The Fair Folk who had escaped to take for their own desires, inhumane as they were! There was the vague feeling of them, but the dizzying, disorientation came soon after that caused her to forget every moment she imagined one could be near.