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Journeys
or: We are a Circle
by: Mairwen y Gwydd
11-04-01

And I journeyed
into the Darkness
wherein resided
a thousand points of light
and they called to me
and they spoke my Name
and they competed
for my attention

They gathered around
and touched me
They sang mournful songs
But all were happy
for a chance at recognition

So I held them to me
and I called them
each by name
and we all held hands
and danced in circles
while we sang …

We are a circle, within a circle
with no beginning, and never ending …

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Author: Mari Adkins

Appalachian gothic fiction writer - my works reflect a love of literature flavored by the darkness and magic residing in these ancient mountains. In my spare time, I'm a Simmer, I tumbl, I journal, but I always have a very strange sense of humor. I have lived away from the mountains and lived deep in the mountains. I currently live in Central Kentucky with my lifepartner and his cat. The mountains, their culture, their superstitions, their particular magics, will always be in my blood.