Daily Archives: August 30, 2019

The Eye-Guy…

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SPOILS OF THE ABYSS

 When Pryderi, Lord of Underhill, was treated for the

 injury done to his arm by Tyrnonos, Thunder-of-Water,

 his leech, Nudd, found that he was unable to save the limb; so

 he hacked it down to a stump and put a silver hand on Pryderi which

 was so cunningly crafted that it had all the movement of a natural hand.

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Yet still Pryderi had no end of pain and trouble with the arm

and he was forever lying sick in his bed from the grief of it…

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“Not a particularly auspicious start, and no sign of our ‘Eye-Guy’.”

“Give it time.” …

“Did they have ‘bionic’ hands in those days then?”

“A ha… I don’t know, did they have ‘bionic’ hands in those days?”

“I think not.”

“We are dealing with the Crafty Folk here, remember?”

“I still think not.”

“So, to what can the silver hand or arm refer?”

“It would be useful to know which we are dealing with, actually.”

“Some sources specify hand, some specify arm, and this lack of precision may itself be the clue to our non literal interpretation. You’d think they’d know!”

“You would.”

“Let’s settle on limb, then. To what can the silver-limb refer?”

“If it’s silver it could have something to do with the moon?”

“I think that’s a very auspicious start.”

“Or a tree?”

“Even better, what sort of tree?”

“A birch tree.”

“Now, I know that is an incredibly auspicious start.”

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The Plight of Black Conn…

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I, alone with White Feline

Each of us, one of a kind…

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Her’s a mind on hunting, set

Mine is for my pet subject…

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What a curious thing, to see

Kept at task, so still, are we…

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She with eye pressed to a nook

My nose buried in some book…

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Housed together, we sit and find

Grand enchantments for our mind…

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When a mouse peeks from its den

Sly and swift is Feline, then…

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I seek wisdom day and night

Stalking darkness thro’ to light…

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So, in peace our trades we ply

White Feline, the cat, and I…

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Daily practice, patience played

Feline is perfect in her trade…

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To draw the sense from wisdoms, high

My feeble wits, I am wont to try…

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