celtic paganism
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Given to you at birth, bestowed in later life, names are divine, identifying, yet your name, Morfran, was taken from you. Morfran snatched, replaced by Afagddu. What is in a name? Does this new title define you? Or do you reach towards the past, groping for Morfran again? I see you as Morfran, Sea Raven,…
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Hunched, mottled, Dark yet pale, Ashen skin, Bright blue eyes, Afagddu, I whisper, reaching out to graze my hand along one mottled cheek, You rise as a comorant, darkened, yet filled with a beauty your mother fails to see. Yearning for your well-being, she brews inevitable poisons, yet as I stand, I see you. Perfect…
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Baying hounds, the sound of hoof upon earth, you ride through the night, gathering the souls of those whose time has come, and one day, O’ Lord of Annwn, you will come for me. My soul will be wrapped in your embrace, swaddled like a newborn babe, and carried to the Otherworld, to fields and…
