Mists wind themselves round mountaintops and ruined castles appear in every twist and turn of the road.
I, Rhiannon is set in pre-Christian Wales, when the people still believed in fairies and sacred trees, and when the Druids ruled. You can read Book One at a special price on Kindle from Friday.
Here is an extract from the story. The Druid Edern has just sacrified a hind - a female deer - to persuade the Gods and Ggoddesses to protect the tribe from the invading Roman army:
“Spirits of the forest-dwelling creatures, led by
this female red deer, going now to Summerland, rush to our aid!” cried Edern
The Erudite, his golden sickle still vibrating in the animal's warm body.
“Magic folk of moon, sun, stars, sky, sea, rivers,
lakes, springs, wells, mountains and valleys, swarm to our aid!” the others
sang, the well-practised words never having been so heart-felt as now. Palms
held moonwards, they seemed to absorb the light into their pale skin.
“Gods and Goddesses of the eleven sacred trees
succour us in our hour of need.”
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| Fabulous Snowdon |
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