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Doing some world building. A song the Tuatha de Danann in one of my worlds, sing at funerals.<\/em><\/p>\n

Drink with me to life now past
\nA weave yet bound and freed
\nto joys once sung that could not last
\nThough they ever stand to read.<\/p>\n

The mists now call, the guide awaits
\nAnd the captive spirit breathes
\nThe wandering feet deny their fate
\nAnd follow where he leads.<\/p>\n

Through toil of life and sorrow deep
\nA life has come to this.
\nLet fortune smile the veil awaits
\nThe truth beyond the mists.<\/p>\n

So trust his soul to Manannan
\nTo guide him o\u2019er the sea
\nSay farewell as best you can
\nAnd rejoin the reverie.<\/p>\n

Edge of the Mists<\/em> copyright \u00a9 Heather Strickler 2026 all rights reserved.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Doing some world building. A song the Tuatha de Danann in one of my worlds, sing at funerals. Drink with me to life now past A weave yet bound and freed to joys once sung that could not last Though they ever stand to read. 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