The Fires of Beltane
On the eve of May, the mounds opened.
This happened every year at the same time, it was not a secret exactly, but it was the kind of thing people had mostly stopped believing, which was exactly how the fairy folk preferred it.
On the eve of May, the mounds opened.
This happened every year at the same time, it was not a secret exactly, but it was the kind of thing people had mostly stopped believing, which was exactly how the fairy folk preferred it.
A spring story about a village, a black stone, and the slow work of finding your way back out.
Every day, Elias crosses the river to bring supplies home. When strange bubbles begin to fill his boat, the journey becomes harder than before.
In the first part of this series we looked at the old festival of Samhain, a fire festival rooted in the rhythm of the land, marking the hinge of the year, the moment when the light slipped away and winter stepped in. People gathered to honour their ancestors, share the warmth of the communal fire,