Until the Knight Comes
“Not that she would have cared if she did notice them. Too pleasing were her dreams of fearless warriors and magical otherworlds, the wondrous feats of Celtic gods and heroes.And, as always, her small but tidy dwelling place wrapped her in goodness and quiet, the air pleasantly scented with peat and pungent herbs.Nay, it was the glaring light burning her tightly-squeezed eyelids that vexed her, trodding so rudely over her much-needed sleep.Deep morning sleep, for at her impressive age, a soul wa...s entitled to slumber when they wished.And after a long night of spelling and working charms straight through to the small hours, Devorgilla wanted naught more than to sleep.She would, too.If it weren’t for the infernal light.A persistent, pulsing glow that was spreading through the whole of her cottage. That she knew without even prying open one tired eyelid. Determined to remain undisturbed, she rolled onto her side, flung a knotty-elbowed arm over her grizzled head. Not that it made a whit of difference.One slit-eyed glance at her two deep-set windows proved what she already knew.The morn was so gray, so damp and mist-hung, she doubted she’d be able to see her hand in front of her face were she to force her age-stiffened legs to carry her outside.The eerie glow came from within her cottage.Truth tell, she didn’t even need to look to be certain.She could feel the light seeping into every nook and cranny, inching its blaring brilliance up the walls and across her black-raftered ceiling, every bright, throbbing beat of it stealing her sleep and minding her ancient bones of something she ought not be forgetting.If only she could remember.But then she did.“Daughter of a moonless night!”MoreLess
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