And she put Gwion Bach the son of Gwreang of Llanfair to stir the cauldron... And she herself, according to the books of the astronomers, and in planetary hours, gathered every day of all charm-bearing herbs.
Isn't this wonderful? The frozen sea, the wave and the lovely red lighthouse. Almost science-fictional beauty.
Posted by little gwion at 11:13 a.m.
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