Rhiannon - Child of Twilight
Chapter 2 - Page 1
To Cross Over

“Having been angered by foolish accusations aimed at him from the Eastern Priests of Lord Ian's Court, your father went out to the stables to mount his horse and ride into the countryside, hoping to settle his intense emotions. No Bard likes to have their emotions disrupted to a point that would not let them control their speech. Therefore your father tried to remove himself for a time that he might not have converse with anyone.

“It was still Winter and a great storm quickly blew in as he galloped, turning into a blizzard. Soon being forced to slow down to a walk, he finally dismounted, and as he had ridden the horse bareback, he took a handful of the gelding�s mane to try and guide him though Morgan could barely see himself.

“Quickly he realized that he could no longer trace or recognize his whereabouts so he decided to stand still and quiet as a great whirl of wind rushed around him so that he might calm his mind and reach out to your mother. Just as she began to respond by slightly tugging at his mind to help guide him homewards, your father's thoughts were broken by the tingling of strange, melodic bells. Opening his eyes he peered out into the blizzard to see a quiet place near a frame of evergreen trees. Feeling no sense of danger and curious to see what this might be he guided the gelding with him as he carefully stepped towards it.

“As he got to the edge he was suddenly stopped by an odd looking little man that made your father frown with speculation, “You may come no further, sir.” The man spoke with courtesy, “You are as yet bound to the Wheel's touch. Yet, we honor you and yours much.It is of that honor that our Lady and Lord would come speak with you. Please... wait here.” With that the odd little man seemed to virtually disappear and your father was left standing to stare at the beautiful glassy calm beyond the trees.

“After but a moment or so a man and woman clothed in white and green seemed to appear as if out of nowhere walking towards him in the calm. The woman was stately and beautiful with great cascades of pale moon colored hair that seemed to sparkle with countless star-like jewels that winked in and out from some unseen source of light. The man was tall, handsome and grave with the same pale hair and he signed in friendship to your father who bowed slightly in deference as response. The woman�s gaze was fixed and intent as she spoke, “You are the Bard my people whisper of. You... and your Lady... Whether blessed or cursed you bear a fate. Not often are the doors between the Worlds severed... yet, by quickening your Lady's womb you have allowed for the entrance of a child of wonder. For somehow she choose to bypass my Lord and I, choosing instead to enter your world. How and why, who helped her and what she wishes from this we are unsure. However, someday you may well replace the favor.”

“Your father drew his face into a perplexed frown, “If this is so, why my Lady and myself? Why now?”

“The tall pale man looked off beyond your father, sadness in his light blue eyes, ”When the Mother Danu's time to pass into the Summerland draws near, your daughter will be called to serve in her stead. It is a fault of some of our best that they still feel desire to move upon your lands and assist in your future... and sometimes find the means and will to do so... But never forget, beloved friend, she is our daughter, too... and we fear for her.”

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