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Brown…

* … Brown went on through the night until he saw a fire in the distance. He walked towards it and as he drew near he saw a large house, which he entered. Inside the house a large crowd of … Continue reading

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Brown, Black, Grey and Red…

* Fin Mac Coll was hunting with his Fenians south of Ballyshannon. Three strange men approached the company. “Let no one speak before they get to me,” said Fin. The three interlopers said nothing until they stood before Fin. “Our … Continue reading

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Caladur: Face to Face… Stuart France

* …Ewan climbed the open wold and the boy climbed with him, though they spoke no word… * At the height of the slope Ewan turned, to look down upon the realm of Fulnay; appearing small and clear in the … Continue reading

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Carrot and Coals: Fin Cop…

* …On the screen of inner sight a single glowing point of light that seems farther than the farthest star, yet closer than the sun. Between her and the light nothing but the streaks of passage… a stream of movement, … Continue reading

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The Hobbler’s Hovel… Stuart France

* … “Strength of my sword-arm,” continued Fiachna, “destitute and decrepit though I now am, I have a treasure hidden away. I never dared dream I would live to pass it on to Cuill’s son.” “Fine will be the gift … Continue reading

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Falling into Step… Stuart France

* … “Fiachna, son of Conga,” shouted Daatho, “there is a man here who wants a word with you.” “Let him who wants a word with me, fall into step with me, replied Fiachna. “Spoken like a true champion,” said … Continue reading

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Carrots and Coals: Green and Grey…

* …A hand extended, smiling eyes unseen but felt. She takes the hand, stiff after the long vigil in the chill of night, accepting assistance to regain her feet. The grass is cold, frost biting her bare toes. Above, a … Continue reading

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Sleep-Strain of Alain… Stuart France

* … “Has Goll tried his hand at it?” asked Fin. “Goll has tried his hand, and Conan Maul before him, and the king too. They have all chanced their arm and they have all slept.” “Slept?” said Fin, aghast. … Continue reading

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Carrot and Coals: Shift…

* The stone is warm beneath her back. Above her the clear blue of the sky is powdered with clouds, barely moving. It is sheltered here in the circle, the earthen banks of the henge protecting the centre from the … Continue reading

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A Twice-Stole Spear… Stuart France

* … “Mananawn’s Mount,” muttered Fin, pensively. “Yeas!” exclaimed Daatho, “from Sidhe Finnaha, where Leer himself resides, he descends like a fire-storm. That radiant place on the very crest of the height is crowned with flames that leap rubied-red, through … Continue reading

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