"Morgan Llywelyn - Druids" - читать интересную книгу автора (Llywelyn Morgan)AWOKE TO terror because I heard them singing. Yet we were a people who sang. We were of the Celtic I .race, that tall people famed for their fierce blue eyes and fiercer passions. Most of my clan, my blood kin, had fair hair, but in my youth mine was the color of dark bronze. I have always been different. Nine moons after my birth our druids gave me the name of Ainvar. I was born of the tribe of the Camutes in Celtic Gaul; free Gaul. My father was not considered a prince, as he had no swords sworn to him personally, but he was of the warrior aris- tocracy and entitled to wear the gold arm ring, as my old grand- mother frequently reminded me. My parents and brothers were dead before I was old enough to remember them, so she raised me alone in their lodge in the Fort of the Grove. I remember when I believed the fort with its timber palisade was the entire world. The air always rang with song. We sang for the sun and the rain, for death and birth, for work and war. Yet when I was star- tied awake by the druids singing in the grove, I was badly fright- I should not have slept. I had meant to stay alert in some hiding place until dawn, watching until the druids came to the grove. But I was raw with youth; the events of the night had exhausted me. When I finally found a refuge, I must have tumbled into sleep between one breath and the next. I knew nothing more until I heard the druids singing and realized they were already in the sacred grove. They must have passed very near me. Spying on them was strictly forbidden, subject to the direst punishments, unnamed but whispered. y My mouth went dry, my skin prickled. I had not expected to ^ be caught. I just wanted to see great magic done. 4 Morgan Llywelyn With agonizing slowness 1 got to my feet. Every dead leaf rustled my betrayal. But the druids continued without interruption until I began to think they were unaware of me. Perhaps I could creep close enough to watch them after all, I told myself. My fear was not as great as my curiosity- It never has been. |
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