A dwarven song about rebuilding. Long the water under stone Low the road to the lonely home Lost the door into the deep Where secrets lie an dangers sleep. Wake and come to op’ning door. Wake and hear the ancient lore. Wake and rise to burning day And watch the ashes drift away. Stone remembers… Read More Hearth Rekindled
Even the tiniest light keeps the darkness from being complete. Catch a star in your hand Hold it like a burning brand Like a sword against the night Leading with its shining light. Take a step and then one more Though you fear they’ve locked the door Hold the blazing banner high Against the darkness… Read More A Star to Travel By
Another Goblin song, but it seemed appropriate for the day after All Saint’s day. Not everything ends in darkness. Even for Goblins. Twisted forms and battered souls, Empty eyes, and strength’s dire toll, Shattered limbs as spirits break, How much more can a soul take? A solace found in soaring words Joy sung soft for… Read More Into the Light
Enjoy a bit of whimsy from a place where Trees may also be people and the Fae count them as friends. Softly, soft the apple tree Whispers down calling me Softly sings me to my rest Then stands her watch at his behest Inward turned, my drifting mind Catches songs that float through time, Yet… Read More Home in Emain Ablach
Even Fairy children get into mischief… perhaps especially fairy children get into mischief. There is a golden apple Hanging from a tree The grove belongs to Manannan The apple belongs to me. The silver leaves sing softly Inviting me to sleep. And dream of things most lofty In the clover deep. I will not listen… Read More My Golden Apple