Cauldron of the Gods
Fries, Jan If you have only one book on the Celtic past and present, this has to be the one'- The Pentacle'Imagine the forest. As darkness falls, the somber beeches disappear in misty twilight and shadows seem to gather under their branches. Far away, the blackbird's call tells of the coming of the night. The birds cease their singing, silence descends, soon the beasts of the night will make their appearance. Between tangled roots, hidden by nettles and ...