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Blue Fire ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Part VI – The Three by Four Chapter Twenty-Five - Lilith Onto the castle grounds they wandered in full awe As the closer they came to the main gates and stalls People milled about them in a multitude’s wave Vendors called out with their harvest bounty lay, Leather shoes for that special betrothed daughter Baskets woven tight enough to hold water; Cloth of silk, cotton and wool sold by a crafted seller In every imaginable shape, size and bold color. A metal smith for swords, horseshoes, essential cooking ware Baubles of intricate design as they were made with care. One seemed out of place, displaying items of blown glass A large selection of magickal symbols displayed en masse. Clear to passion purple, to sky blue and blood red. Difficult to produce fascinating shapes in an elaborate spread. DragonBlue paid particular attention As her wares were from another dimension That only through magick old and ancient Could she have an exhibit as merchant. MoonChild and DragonBlue approached This booth with caution as they broached Inquiring where it was she came from and whom she was The surrounding clamor fell away to a distant buzz. “Where might ye be from?” asked MoonChild. “Far from here” replying she smiled. “Over the seas east and south too Where sunny skies are always blue, Where the weather remains tropical, And the people deeply magickal.” Then this mysterious and flamboyant woman replied. “I am Lilith; of the Tuath De Danaan my blood line tracing lineage back to the time before we came to Ire through the port of lore. My people came north in exploration Anchored to harbor in speculation. Rolling green hills and beaches of sand The shore of what is now called Ireland Surrounded by beautiful seas and deep Blue Ocean That was untouched by the taint of civilization. Obtainable with the indigenous peoples in peace Sharing the bounty of this abundant isle of green. We were conquered by the Keltoi, Though never to be destroyed So becoming one the Keltoi Nation, The Clans of Scotia’s population War and animosity amongst themselves To scatter their seed in the north highland shelves We who remained pure in blood with matriarch scribes Paying homage to Goddess Ire, named her as tribes. This is Ire’s land of abundance, milk and honey, Gifted by Goddess Gaea, mother to life energy. I have traveled time and element to sell My wares as I spread the sacred Wyrd and tell Of the ancient ones to all who seek lives of truth And to assist one such as yourself, Dragon of Blue." ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "Part I - Chapter 1 - Merlin's Gift" To start at the beginning of this story I have provided the link to chapter one above. To go on to the next chapter, click the link below:
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