Beltane
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Beltane Sun Light of the Sun warms the earth Quickening the pulse of the land. The sleeping giant rises, To answer the call of the king. And i saw the May with its myriad lights & plants. I saw leaves as they are wont to sprout I saw branches equally laden with flowers. I saw the attributes of a most generous king. And i saw the Lady smile, as she passed by she said; "Mine are the riches of the land of Albion." Her bounty, Her kindliness, Her cloth, And mine their victals. So let us toast the land beneath this Beltane Sun.
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[Novella Edition ✧ First Draft] This story has been reimagined as my project "Every Glistening Night." This version will remain up, however, I highly recommend checking out the newer one, since it is more representative of my current writing style. Light shines down from the heavens, illuminating the Earth below. But every so often, a beam falls down from above. If you know how, you can catch it. If you don't, you destroy it. And when you collect enough rays of light, you hold the power of the sun, moon, and stars in your hands. Only one has mastered the art. Only one can capture the precious light, and spin it into ethereal thread. Her name is Celisae. In order to solidify an alliance for three tribes, Celisae is asked to weave three dresses, one of sunlight, one of moonlight, and one of starlight. There's only one problem - Celisae is not a weaver. Written for the ONC 2020.

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