Such joy shaded with such sadness the sight of the last ray of sunlight on a bleak hilltop, and yet there is always a sunrise, a new day and with each new day Anwen had grown stronger, more beautiful and more inquisitive. Maybe she hadn’t been meant for this world, such was the struggle to bring her into it and although she arrived mewling and w eak, she had lived but her mother had died soon after. Small folk or faeries, they accommodate the PrideĪnwen Morgan was born on a cold spring evening, when the mist hung low across the fields and the ashen sunset had long slid behind the dark mass of the mountains. Gelli Mountain, sacred meeting place of the Bwy HirĪncient bond of Chosen, Druids and Bwy Hir Title to all those not part of the Triskele Name given to the male initiated of faithful familiesīards, alchemists & learned. Lowri Thomas asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work.Īncient race, referred to in the bible as Nephilim Photocopying, recording or otherwise, without the prior In any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, Stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted, No part of this publication may be reproduced,

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The Triskele by Lowri Thomas