We fish the rivers for salmon and perch, balancing in coracles at coastline; inland we hunt for wild boar and deer. Our sheep and flax clothe everyone from peasant to Prince in bright red, green, and yellow. Our wealthy drip with amber and blue glass, our royalty with gold. Bards wear blue.

By the late First Millennium we have long forgotten the Romans. The Saxons call us Wealas, which means "foreigner". Dewi Sant, the mild and studious son of Kings, brought us our own brand of Christianity -- our monks repelled the Eastern effetes who came to rob us of dignity and individuality. Girding our sword-belts we met the Vikings, too, until we digested them alongside the Irish and Picts.

Rhodri the Great is king of all.

Links to Wales

• A Brief History of Wales, or: "When am I, exactly?"
• Aurthurian Stories, Redactions, and Retellings, a great source of myths and legends
• DATA WALES Maps of Wales, for the tourist in all of us
• NAASWCH - Welsh Studies Association
• The Geography of the kingdoms of Wales, useful for turn-of-the First Millennium personae
• Welsh Online Dictionary, for the purists!

First-Millennium Wales
Wales Today
Rhodri Mawr

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