Watermark
by Enya
Fa'ae...Irish Gaelic for fairy
A mythical land of the Ever-Young,
lies to the West, seen only by folk through a
chilly sea mist. It's a land of eternal springtime,
where all is peace and happiness.
No map made by
human hands could guide you there...
It is only by the will of the faerie folk that
one may enter their mythical domain.
The Irish call the faeries Tuatha de Danann,
the children of the Goddess Danu...
protected by her powerful magic and given
the Blessed Isle on which to live.
They represent to humankind the epitome of
Beauty,
Perfection,
and Joy.
No ploughing. No toiling.
No work is needed to make a living in such an
enchanted land.
The faeries make love, have feasts, hunt
and even play at war with one another.
--Those that die one day--
are resurrected the next morning
only to join in the festival of life again.
Occasionally, they grow curious of the humans
who live on the other side of the Great Mist.
Other times the faeries need to strengthen themselves
with a fresh and vigorous bloodline--
and that is when they step out of their
dark forests of lore, through the silvery mist--
to be called from legend...
Returning again in eternal youth...
To the Land of
Tir Nan Og
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