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Stormdancer of Doom
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On a crisp winter night, the delicate moon-shadow of bare branches on the snow.
The moon "caught in the branches" of a bare tree in winter. ( In February: Golden scottish crocus = Elanor. Snowdrops = Niphredil, of course. ) Making a pot of tea to share with a friend. The wind in my hair. The sun on the water. The way an open window freshens the air of a room, enticing you to go out of doors... perhaps without a pocket-hankerchief. The Milky Way. The Northern Cross. The Pleiades. Moss (actually, that draws me into George MacDonald's works even more.) Following a deer-trail to see where it goes (Archet.) Walking on a pine ridge (Rivendell.) Beech trees, especially the Crown Beech or the Beech Woods nearby. Watching the waves roll in and break on the beach or on the rocks: Grey Havens. Bedewed gossamer. The sheen on a leaf.
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...down to the water to see the elves dance and sing upon the midsummer's eve. |
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