Animal Magic #3…

Ravenstone

(Photo – Sue Vincent)

…Taking his cloak, his horn, and his clarsach, Gwythyr went to
Red Bull, “I have come to ask whether or
not you know the whereabouts of Big Chief Hawthorn, and
his daughter Creiddylad whom I am destined to sleep with?”

Said Red Bull, “When first I came here
there was a plain with no trees save for a solitary sapling,
and the sapling grew to be an oak of one hundred branches,
but now all that remains of the oak is a withered stump, and
from that day to this though I have heard tell of such a man,
I have never yet come across him of whom you inquire.”

Said Gwythyr-the-Bright, “O Mighty
Bellower of the Open Field will
you tell me what you know?”

“Indeed I will young Gwythyr but what I have heard
will not be easy on your ears, for it is said, that with
him, none can keep pace on horse-back or on foot;
and so lightly does he tread that the grass
neither breaks nor bends beneath his feet;

and that if his way lies through a wood
he goes along the tops of the trees;

and he is as good a guide in the land never seen
as in his own, and that, young Gwythyr, is all I can tell you
but White Raven may know more of him than I do.”

So Gwythyr took his cloak, his horn, and his clarsach, and he
went to White Raven, “I have come to ask
whether or not you know the whereabouts of Big Chief Hawthorn,
and his daughter Creiddylad whom I am destined to sleep with?”

Said White Raven, “When first I came here that wide
valley below was a wooded glen which when the race of men came they
rooted up, and there grew a second wood but that too the race of men
up-rooted, so that the wood you see before you is the third that has
grown here, yet in all that time though I have heard tell of such a man
I have never yet come across him of whom you inquire.”

Said Gwythyr-the-Bright, “O Great
Gorger on the Field of Battle will
you tell me what you know?”

“Indeed I will young Gwythyr but what I have heard
will not be easy on your ears, for it is said that from
him none can wrest a smile until he is satisfied:

and that when sad his bottom lip
drops below his waist like a belt,
and when angry his top lip rises
above his head like a cap;

and that when visiting he leaves not
cooked nor raw, nor fat nor lean, nor
cold nor hot, nor sweet nor sour;

and that when at home he feasts
until noon, drinks until night,
and then devours the heads of vermin,
and that, young Gwythyr, is all I can tell you, although Yellow Owl may know more of him than I do.”…

Crucible of the Sun

12

 Weekend of 22-24 April, 2016.

Great Hucklow, Derbyshire Dales. England.

Click the image for further details of this weekend workshop with the Silent Eye

and a special appearance by Mister Fox.

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