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The Sacred Mists Yule Adventure
A Play in Three Acts
Presented by the Sacred Mists Student Council in the Merry Mists Inn December 20th, 2007
Written by S'hauni Waterdragon

Shauni:

Snow has been falling all day in the Faerie Glen. You hear “crunch, crunch, crunch”, under your boots as you approach the warmly lit Merriest Mists Inn and shiver just a bit in your long, warm coat.

Icicles are sparkling on the roofline of the tavern as they reflect the stars overhead and you spy the Jingledragon on the porch beckoning you inside.

Stomping the ice off your boots, you ascend the wooden steps and pass through the open doors to find yourself surrounded by your brothers and sisters as the Witches of the Sacred Mists gather together for a Yule Adventure.

You warm your hands by the fire as your Merry Barwench Chickadee Autumn hands you a cup of hot chocolate and a pastie. The Senior Barwench Brat does some fancy tricks with a can of whipped cream as she squirts it merrily on your chocolate.

Your cup smells sweetly of cinnamon and cocoa as you breathe in deeply, lingering over the luscious taste on your tongue. You take a seat and grin around at your friends.

S'hauni signals for the Brewmaster Fyre Draconis to make sure the traveling keg is ready to load and nods to Chicky and MoonDove to finish stacking the warm, soft blankets by the door. You wonder what will happen next when you see WiccanSnowWolf, Merriest Mists Inn Hostess with the Mostess, move to the center of the room and signal for quiet.

Wiccan:

Merriest of Meets and Blessed Yule, my dear ones! Welcome to the Merriest Mists Inn! We hope that you will enjoy your very special Yule Journey today!

Does anyone have any questions before we begin?

(questions?)

Ok then. Your driver, Saets y Ddraig Glasgoch, will arrive shortly, so please relax and take this time before we leave to greet your brothers and sisters who have joined us today.

(a few minutes for everyone to mingle and bond)

What is that? What is that? May I have everyone’s attention please?

(wait for quiet)

looks around and you hear the sound of bagpipes coming from outside the Inn. Suddenly, Saets bursts into the room, dressed in full Scottish regalia, right down to the blue and white kilt bearing the Sacred Mists Sigil.

Fyre:

brings down the house lights and with a wink and a small hand gesture, swings the Inn's magickal spotlight beam over to Saets, surrounding him in bright soft blue light.

Shauni:

Flickers of gold and silver seem to flash and dance in the spotlight's beam. The gently flickering glow of hundreds of candles burning all around the Inn warmly highlight the love-filled smiling faces of all the almost-deliriously happy witches. All around, happy faces are lit up with anticipation and wonder at the enchantment and magick everyone feels hanging and sparkling like glitter in the air tonight throughout the Faerie Glen. The applause at the appearance of our Inn's favorite kilted bard and jester tapers slowly off. With one last gracious bow to the audience, Saets takes the microphone and begins to speak...

Saets:

speaks in a thick Welsh accent

Hail and well met, Brothers and Sisters of the Mists! I trust you are all comfy and cozy here in the Merriest Mists Inn, but not so cozy that anybody has roasted their chestnuts on the open fire!

Now, if you will, please line up by the door and grab a blanket…and don’t forget to top up your Thermos™ with our brewmaster’s very own SantasOnFyre Spiced Punch. No pushing and shoving now, there is room for everybody! Step lively, we have no time to waste!

confers with Fyre in the back of the room with a big grin and turns to wave everyone toward the front doors.

Shauni:

You stand in line, giggling as those around you jostle you politely to get a look out the window. As you approach the doorway, you crane your neck around to see but can’t quite make out what is there.

As you burst outside amid a gaggle of witches you are nearly blinded by the solid gold sleigh parked in the front yard of the tavern.

Stamping their feet impatiently in the snow are eight silver-coated horses, each with a pair of fake reindeer antlers perched on their heads. The two horses at the head of the line sport blinking red noses.

At first you are puzzled, and then you realize that Saets, the Merriest Mists Inn Bard and Tavern Jester, has been up to his usual shenanigans. You giggle fondly and approach the sleigh.

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You admire the many decorations tied to the golden sleigh: the long garlands of evergreen punctuated here and there with holly berries, the shining gold of sun disks strung against the vibrant green needles, bunches of pinecones tied with red ribbon and attached lovingly to the tack of the anxious beasts.

You notice long ribbons of gold running through the harnesses from the horses back to the sleigh, dotted with tiny silver bells that jingle merrily each time the team shifts in place.

The staff of the Merriest Mists Inn enters the sleigh, settling in place. Fyre secures the keg in the rear of the sleigh and then moves to the front, waiting for the driver.

You see Saets stride by on his way to meet Fyre and you realize he has donned a long red velvet cape trimmed with goosedown feathers to make the trip. How handsome he looks!

With a whip in his hand, Saets climbs into the driver’s seat of the golden sleigh and puts on his sunglasses to cut the glare. Even under the dark Wolf Moon the golden chariot sparkles like the finest champagne by candlelight. Lifting the reins in his other hand, Saets motions to you.

Saets:

Please enter the sleigh and find a seat. Don’t worry, there is plenty of room! Everyone gets a window seat. Please stow your baggage carefully under the seat in front of you or in the overhead bins. We will be leaving shortly.

Shauni:

You wonder how everyone will fit with all the witches that are here. Fortunately, you see the sleigh growing ever larger to accommodate the large crowd and you plop down comfortably in your seat, tucking your blanket around you.

You see a friendly face on each side of you and you smile happily. When the last member of your group is seated everyone looks around, wondering what will happen next.

Saets:

Merry meet and blessed Yule everyone! Tonight you will go on a magickal journey through the Faerie Glen. Keep your hands and your feet inside the sleigh and don’t be alarmed if at times we move rather quickly; the horses are anxious to be away to their own mangers tonight and will not tarry long.

And now please watch our beautiful flight attendants, MoonDove and Chickadee, as they lead you through a short safety demonstration outlining how not to spill your Pantsonfyre Ale while the sleigh is in motion. Please to notice their lovely and seasonal red velvet corsets. <----- Davey, I just added this line, please to reword it in Saet-eze?

Chickadee:

Merry Meet friends, and welcome to the Sacred Mists Yule Adventure Sleigh Ride! Please stow all brooms, carry on luggage and errant critters in the overhead bins. If you’ll direct your attention to the front, rear and sides of the sleigh, you’ll notice emergency exits, should we need to evacuate in an emergency (say, in case we run out of Pantsonfye Ale!) There are lap belts for safety and cupholders for ale, so please utilize those for convenience. Should you have any questions, simply pull the bell chain along the side of the sleigh, and MoonDove or I will be along to assist!

blows kisses

MoonDove:

waves and blows kisses to everyone

Merry Yule to all………please be sure to hold on………

turns to look in Fyre’s direction with a huge grin and a twinkle in her eyes…

Fyre:

smiles warmly at MoonDove then at everyone as he looks all around the sleigh

I see that our stunningly lovely and enchanting flight attendants now have everyone comfortably and safely seated. I see that everyone is ready and eager to set off on the wonderous magickal adventure we shall all share this evening. Saets, we are almost ready to be off merrily dashing through the snow my brother, but first I must attend to one more small but very merry detail!

laughs heartily, winks to Shauni, and then...

Shauni:

You see Fyre wave his arm and a fine silver mug of Pantsonfyre Ale appears in your hand; you are grateful as you know it will keep you warm throughout the journey.

Saets cracks the whip and the horses leap with a start; as the swirling snow blinds your vision the last thing you see is the lights of the Yule Tree shining through a window of the now empty (but magickally protected) Merriests Mists Inn. The sleigh bells jingle like mad and the Jingledragon cackles loudly.

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You admire the many decorations tied to the golden sleigh: the long garlands of evergreen punctuated  here and there with holly berries, the shining gold of sun disks strung against the vibrant green needles, bunches of pinecones tied with red ribbon and attached lovingly to the tack of the anxious beasts.   
  
You notice long ribbons of gold running through the harnesses from the horses back to the sleigh, dotted with tiny silver bells that jingle merrily each time the team shifts in place. 
  
The staff of the Merriest Mists Inn enters the sleigh, settling in place.  Fyre secures the keg in the rear of the sleigh and then moves to the front, waiting for the driver. 
  
You see Saets stride by on his way to meet Fyre and you realize he has donned a long red velvet cape trimmed with goosedown feathers to make the trip.  How handsome he looks! 
  
With a whip in his hand, Saets climbs into the driver’s seat of the golden sleigh and puts on his sunglasses to cut the glare.  Even under the dark Wolf Moon the golden chariot sparkles like the finest champagne by candlelight.   Lifting the reins in his other hand, Saets motions to you. 
  
 
Saets: 
 
Please enter the sleigh and find a seat.  Don’t worry, there is plenty of room!  Everyone gets a window seat.  Please stow your baggage carefully under the seat in front of you or in the overhead bins.  We will be leaving shortly. 
  
Shauni: 
 
You wonder how everyone will fit with all the witches that are here.  Fortunately, you see the sleigh growing ever larger to accommodate the large crowd and you plop down comfortably in your seat, tucking your blanket around you.   
  
You see a friendly face on each side of you and you smile happily.  When the last member of your group is seated everyone looks around, wondering what will happen next. 
  
Saets: 
 
Merry meet and blessed Yule everyone!  Tonight you will go on a magickal journey through the Faerie Glen.  Keep your hands and your feet inside the sleigh and don’t be alarmed if at times we move rather quickly; the horses are anxious to be away to their own mangers tonight and will not tarry long.   
  
And now please watch our beautiful flight attendants, MoonDove and Chickadee, as they lead you through a short safety demonstration outlining how not to spill your Pantsonfyre Ale while the sleigh is in motion.  Please to notice their lovely and seasonal red velvet corsets. <----- Davey, I just added this line, please to reword it in Saet-eze? 
 
Chickadee:   
 
Merry Meet friends, and welcome to the Sacred Mists Yule Adventure Sleigh Ride!  Please stow all brooms, carry on luggage and errant critters in the overhead bins.  If you’ll direct your attention to the front, rear and sides of the sleigh, you’ll notice emergency exits, should we need to evacuate in an emergency (say, in case we run out of Pantsonfye Ale!)  There are lap belts for safety and cupholders for ale, so please utilize those for convenience.  Should you have any questions, simply pull the bell chain along the side of the sleigh, and MoonDove or I will be along to assist!   
 
blows kisses 
 
MoonDove:  
 
waves and blows kisses to everyone 
 
Merry Yule to all………please be sure to hold on……… 
 
turns to look in Fyre’s direction with a huge grin and a twinkle in her eyes…  
 
Fyre:  
 
smiles warmly at MoonDove then at everyone as he looks all around the sleigh  
 
I see that our stunningly lovely and enchanting flight attendants now have everyone comfortably and safely seated.  I see that everyone is ready and eager to set off on the wonderous magickal adventure we shall all share this evening.  Saets, we are almost ready to be off merrily dashing through the snow my brother, but first I must attend to one more small but very merry detail!   
 
laughs heartily, winks to Shauni, and then...  
 
Shauni: 
 
You see Fyre wave his arm and a fine silver mug of Pantsonfyre Ale appears in your hand; you are grateful as you know it will keep you warm throughout the journey. 
  
Saets cracks the whip and the horses leap with a start; as the swirling snow blinds your vision the last thing you see is the lights of the Yule Tree shining through a window of the now empty (but magickally protected) Merriests Mists Inn.  The sleigh bells jingle like mad and the Jingledragon cackles loudly.

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Snug and comfy in your warm nest, your vision clears and you see we are passing the Sacred Circle Faerie Ring where the Yule Sabbat will be held tomorrow on the Solstice.

In your mind’s eye, you see Lady Raven dressed in a beautiful forest green velvet gown covered in a warm and lovely deep red crushed velvet cloak crowned by evergreen boughs in her hair.

The vision of Lady Raven Moonshadow stands in the center of the Faerie Ring preparing the Sacred Mists Yule Altar and you see she is surrounded by a warm golden light as she places each piece carefully.

Golden sparks fly from the athame, the cauldron, the incense burners and the boughs as each piece is placed in the corresponding corner.

Saets:

pulls the sleigh to a stop at the edge of the Faerie Ring, in which stands another beautifully decorated Yule tree, then turns to face the witches in the sleigh behind him.

You see before you preparations being made for the Sacred Mists Yule Ritual. The vision of our Arch High Priestess stands before you. Please take a moment to form a single Yule blessing in your mind, and when you are ready, please speak it out loud.

Your blessing will enter the Sacred Circle and will be here tomorrow during the Yule Ritual. In that way, all who are here today may join in the ritual whether present or not.

Please speak your blessing now.

(a few minutes for everyone to speak their blessing)

Shauni:

You watch as your words solidify into ice crystals and remain floating in the air. Saets cups his hands and blows into them quietly, intent on the shimmery blessings. You watch as the blessings float over to the Yule tree and hang themselves on the branches as ornaments.

You take a moment to admire the natural beauty of this tree.

Saets:

turns back and flicks his whip once more, startling the horses into another mad dash amid jingling sleigh bells.

grins wickedly at Fyre as he hears swearing from the people who chose to ignore the safety demonstration at the beginning of the journey and spilled their Pantsonfyre Ale on their laps.

Shauni:

You hear the Jingledragon giggle once again. As the vision of Lady Raven and the Faerie Circle fade in the background you notice the ring of mushrooms that circle the Faerie Ring, their caps all covered in snow.

There is a small chimney poking out of each mushroom cap; a tiny stream of smoke drifts into the night air. You hear faint little voices that are fading further and further away; it sounds like they are saying “The King is Coming! The King is Coming!”

Saets:

speaks once more from the front of the sleigh as he points to your left…

As we pass the Faerie Glen Waterfall you will notice it is completely frozen. However, due to magickal intervention, the water still flows free and clear right behind the frozen skin of ice.

Dropping into the lake, this water has the special powers of a Love Spring. Those who meet in the waters of the Faerie Glen often find themselves inclined to pass some time in a romantic fashion. This spot is very popular in the Springtime.

winks at Fyre and motions for a refill of Pantsonfyre Ale; cracks the whip again and the golden sleigh moves forward quickly.

Shauni:

No doubt can remain, from the look in Fyre's eyes, that he is remembering some pleasant memory of a past experience with some of the incredible powers that are to be found in the various waters of the Glen.

Fyre:

smiles and then begins laughing merrily as he pours Saets another round of the specially-crafted Yule ale he has been working so very hard on for months now in order to ensure it would be exactly right for this very night.

Shauni:

The ale is delicately spiced and very light in alcohol. Even those who have enjoyed several mugs now find that it hasn't brought on a heavy intoxication. But everyone who partakes of even the smallest sip of it feels instantly merrier and more alive inside. They notice a gentle and comforting feeling of warmth beginning and then growing stronger deep within them at their center, slowly spreading outward to finally reach and warm chilly fingers and toes. Some are even beginning to loosen their grips a bit on the plentiful soft warm blankets that were especially woven for our journey.

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Snug and comfy in your warm nest, your vision clears and you see we are passing the Sacred Circle Faerie Ring where the Yule Sabbat will be held tomorrow on the Solstice.   
  
In your mind’s eye, you see Lady Raven dressed in a beautiful forest green velvet gown covered in a warm and lovely deep red crushed velvet cloak crowned by evergreen boughs in her hair.    
  
The vision of Lady Raven Moonshadow stands in the center of the Faerie Ring preparing the Sacred Mists Yule Altar and you see she is surrounded by a warm golden light as she places each piece carefully.   
  
Golden sparks fly from the athame, the cauldron, the incense burners and the boughs as each piece is placed in the corresponding corner.   
  
Saets: 
 
pulls the sleigh to a stop at the edge of the Faerie Ring, in which stands another beautifully decorated Yule tree, then turns to face the witches in the sleigh behind him. 
  
You see before you preparations being made for the Sacred Mists Yule Ritual.  The vision of our Arch High Priestess stands before you.  Please take a moment to form a single Yule blessing in your mind, and when you are ready, please speak it out loud.   
  
Your blessing will enter the Sacred Circle and will be here tomorrow during the Yule Ritual.  In that way, all who are here today may join in the ritual whether present or not. 
  
Please speak your blessing now. 
  
(a few minutes for everyone to speak their blessing) 
 
Shauni: 
  
You watch as your words solidify into ice crystals and remain floating in the air.  Saets cups his hands and blows into them quietly, intent on the shimmery blessings.  You watch as the blessings float over to the Yule tree and hang themselves on the branches as ornaments.   
  
You take a moment to admire the natural beauty of this tree. 
  
Saets: 
 
turns back and flicks his whip once more, startling the horses into another mad dash amid jingling sleigh bells. 
  
grins wickedly at Fyre as he hears swearing from the people who chose to ignore the safety demonstration at the beginning of the journey and spilled their Pantsonfyre Ale on their laps. 
  
Shauni: 
 
You hear the Jingledragon giggle once again.  As the vision of Lady Raven and the Faerie Circle fade in the background you notice the ring of mushrooms that circle the Faerie Ring, their caps all covered in snow.  
  
There is a small chimney poking out of each mushroom cap; a tiny stream of smoke drifts into the night air.  You hear faint little voices that are fading further and further away; it sounds like they are saying “The King is Coming!  The King is Coming!” 
 
 
Saets: 
 
speaks once more from the front of the sleigh as he points to your left… 
  
As we pass the Faerie Glen Waterfall you will notice it is completely frozen.  However, due to magickal intervention, the water still flows free and clear right behind the frozen skin of ice.   
  
Dropping into the lake, this water has the special powers of a Love Spring.  Those who meet in the waters of the Faerie Glen often find themselves inclined to pass some time in a romantic fashion.  This spot is very popular in the Springtime. 
  
winks at Fyre and motions for a refill of Pantsonfyre Ale;  cracks the whip again and the golden sleigh moves forward quickly. 
  
Shauni: 
 
No doubt can remain, from the look in Fyre's eyes, that he is remembering some pleasant memory of a past experience with some of the incredible powers that are to be found in the various waters of the Glen.  
 
 
Fyre:  
 
smiles and then begins laughing merrily as he pours Saets another round of the specially-crafted Yule ale he has been working so very hard on for months now in order to ensure it would be exactly right for this very night.   
 
 
Shauni: 
 
The ale is delicately spiced and very light in alcohol.  Even those who have enjoyed several mugs now find that it hasn't brought on a heavy intoxication.  But everyone who partakes of even the smallest sip of it feels instantly merrier and more alive inside.  They notice a gentle and comforting feeling of warmth beginning and then growing stronger deep within them at their center, slowly spreading outward to finally reach and warm chilly fingers and toes.  Some are even beginning to loosen their grips a bit on the plentiful soft warm blankets that were especially woven for our journey.

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Through the mountains of Dragon’s Pass you travel with your cozy entourage. The snow sparkles in the moonlight and the sleigh’s runners shoot plumes of snow into the air behind you. Some of your fellow witches start singing Yule Carols so you join in.

Soon the air fairly rings with the sounds of your merry voices!

You wonder why the peacocks that throng through the Faerie Glen are nowhere to be seen, but you decide that they are busy with their own Yule preparations.

In fact, when your voices come to the end of a Yule Carol, you notice the eerie silence all around and feel that something very special is going on. The air is fully charged and you can almost see the vibrations humming all around you. You feel extremely content and full of happiness.

You take a deep breath and notice your Yule Cup is empty. You raise your arm for more and are delighted when the Senior Bar Wench, Amethyst Dawn, flutters over to you and refills your tankard with a flourish and a smile.

Saets:

suddenly leans forward and holds a hand above his shaded eyes.

shouts

Look ahead! Look ahead!

pulls the reins and the horses slow to a stop.

Right there on the ridge! Be very still and look carefully.

Shauni:

You squint your eyes against the snow and do as you are bid. At first you see nothing out of the ordinary, but as you watch, a pair of golden points crest the ridge. These tips rise higher in the air, revealing long slender curved antlers adorning the brow of a magnificent golden brown stag!

How proudly he lifts his head and stares at the sleigh full of witches! You don’t move a muscle; no one makes a sound. The stag approaches the lead horses and sniffs their noses gently.

He moves down the line, greeting each equine with equal reverence; they in turn bow to him and nuzzle him back. He moves right up to the sleigh and looks directly into the eyes of each person within. You hold your breath.

You stare back and find yourself falling into the depths of those large brown eyes. You commune for a moment with this magnificent creature and you find the essence of your own being connecting with the essence of the stag. Take a moment to enjoy this bond with another living creature.

(a few moments for connection)

The stag blinks his eyes and the moment is over. He turns his head and strides purposefully back towards the ridge. Just as he passes out of sight you see the silhouette of a silver doe emerge from a stand of trees.

She is heavy with child. The doe turns her head briefly towards the sleigh and you could swear you see her smile. With a flick of their tails, the golden stag and the silver doe disappear over the crest of the snowy hill.

Saets:

sits quietly with the whip idly in his hand for a moment.

(wait a few moments)

shakes his head as if leaving a trance; cracks the whip once again and the horses rear up and continue their merry dash through the snow.

Shauni:

The bar wenches busy themselves refilling everyone’s mug and passing around warm tasties for all. You have rarely felt so contented and loved. You look eagerly ahead to see what comes next.

Saets:

speaks over the rising noise of the jingle bells…

You see on your left the Castle de Boudoir, most famous in the Faerie Glen as the Faerie Covenstead of Lady Raven Moonshadow, known here as Ruby de Boudoir. We know the Lady is busy now with ritual preparation so we will not disturb her.

Onwards ahead we will come to the Castle of Windermere, located in the Faraway Hills of the Faerie Isle; there are big happenings in Windermere this night; if we hurry we will still make it in time!

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Through the mountains of Dragon’s Pass you travel with your cozy entourage.  The snow sparkles in the moonlight and the sleigh’s runners shoot plumes of snow into the air behind you.  Some of your fellow witches start singing Yule Carols so you join in.   
  
Soon the air fairly rings with the sounds of your merry voices! 
  
You wonder why the peacocks that throng through the Faerie Glen are nowhere to be seen, but you decide that they are busy with their own Yule preparations.   
  
In fact, when your voices come to the end of a Yule Carol, you notice the eerie silence all around and feel that something very special is going on.  The air is fully charged and you can almost see the vibrations humming all around you.  You feel extremely content and full of happiness.   
  
You take a deep breath and notice your Yule Cup is empty.  You raise your arm for more and are delighted when the Senior Bar Wench, Amethyst Dawn, flutters over to you and refills your tankard with a flourish and a smile. 
  
Saets: 
 
suddenly leans forward and holds a hand above his shaded eyes. 
  
shouts 
  
Look ahead!  Look ahead! 
  
pulls the reins and the horses slow to a stop. 
  
Right there on the ridge!  Be very still and look carefully. 
 
Shauni: 
  
You squint your eyes against the snow and do as you are bid.  At first you see nothing out of the ordinary, but as you watch, a pair of golden points crest the ridge.  These tips rise higher in the air, revealing long slender curved antlers adorning the brow of a magnificent golden brown stag!    
  
How proudly he lifts his head and stares at the sleigh full of witches!  You don’t move a muscle; no one makes a sound.  The stag approaches the lead horses and sniffs their noses gently.   
  
He moves down the line, greeting each equine with equal reverence; they in turn bow to him and nuzzle him back.  He moves right up to the sleigh and looks directly into the eyes of each person within.  You hold your breath.   
  
You stare back and find yourself falling into the depths of those large brown eyes.  You commune for a moment with this magnificent creature and you find the essence of your own being connecting with the essence of the stag.   Take a moment to enjoy this bond with another living creature.   
  
(a few moments for connection) 
  
The stag blinks his eyes and the moment is over.  He turns his head and strides purposefully back towards the ridge.  Just as he passes out of sight you see the silhouette of a silver doe emerge from a stand of trees.   
  
She is heavy with child.  The doe turns her head briefly towards the sleigh and you could swear you see her smile.  With a flick of their tails, the golden stag and the silver doe disappear over the crest of the snowy hill. 
  
Saets: 
 
sits quietly with the whip idly in his hand for a moment.   
  
(wait a few moments)   
  
shakes his head as if leaving a trance; cracks the whip once again and the horses rear up and continue their merry dash through the snow. 
 
Shauni: 
  
The bar wenches busy themselves refilling everyone’s mug and passing around warm tasties for all.  You have rarely felt so contented and loved.   You look eagerly ahead to see what comes next. 
  
Saets: 
 
speaks over the rising noise of the jingle bells… 
  
You see on your left the Castle de Boudoir, most famous in the Faerie Glen as the Faerie Covenstead of Lady Raven Moonshadow, known here as Ruby de Boudoir.  We know the Lady is busy now with ritual preparation so we will not disturb her.   
  
Onwards ahead we will come to the Castle of Windermere, located in the Faraway Hills of the Faerie Isle; there are big happenings in Windermere this night; if we hurry we will still make it in time!

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Shauni:

With a wink and whistle Saets cracks the whip one final time:

Now Epona, now Ogma, now Ra and Banba! On Mary, on Cernunnos, on Lugh and Dagda!

From the top of the crest to the top of the wall; dash away, dash away, dash away all!

Shauni:

You grab the hands of the person on each side of you and hold on tightly. As the snowy boughs of the trees overhead seem to drop lower and lower, you suddenly realize the sleigh is flying high overhead the Faerie Isle! You lift your eyes towards the heavens and you see the Sacred Mists Star shining brightly above. You gaze in wonder, marking this beautiful symbol of our home deeply in your heart.

(pause)

In the front of the sleigh, Saets and Fyre cannot contain their merriment and happy laughter drifts back over the occupants of the sleigh.

You wonder privately how many times they have refilled their mugs, but Fyre intuits your thought and sends one back to you, letting you know that they are only high on joy and love for their fellow witches. The Faerie Isle sparkles below you and you drink in the sight.

Saets:

points to a tall spire in the distance; you see it lit up like a beacon in the night. As the sleigh draws closer, you feel yourself descending and notice only the smallest of bumps as the horses touch down in the courtyard of the castle.

Thank you for traveling Air Saets! Please be careful when opening the overhead bins as your luggage may have shifted during the flight!

Shauni:

The creatures of the Faerie Isle are all here. You see around you faeries of all shapes and sizes, dressed in their best velvet and satin fabric scraps, crystal and dried flower jewellery, ribbons and bows and feathers.

The gnomes are here; the orcs have brought offerings of ORChids and you spot Nazgul Nosepicker nearby. The Jingledragon nods to her flower supplier and grins.

The phoenix and gryphon contingent are showing off for each other; the merfolk play in the castle moat and the dragons have the entire back field covered in satin tents with waving banners. Clans of wolves lay nearby, grinning with pleasure and keeping an eye on the trolls.

The Gypsies of the Faerie Glen have rolled their wagons in a circle and the elves are playing Kick the Can and goofing with the moat monster.

You see a figure approaching from the Castle and as he draws near you recognise the Sacred Mists Priest, Willow Raevynwood.

Saets leaps from the sleigh and greets his brother Willow with a cheery grin.

Willow:

approaches the sleigh and bows

Merriest of Yules and welcome to the Castle of Windermere! Here your journey ends. Lady Seriama, High Priestess of the Witches of Windermere beckons you enter the castle. Tonight we celebrate the Return of the King! All are welcome! All are welcome!

bows once again and turns, placing his arm companionably around Saets’s shoulder.

Fyre:

jumps down from the front of the sleigh, smiling warmly, to merrily offer his assistance to those stepping out of the sleigh.

Shauni:

The lights from the castle beckon to you as you gather your belongings and smile your thanks to the Staff.

hugs you as you leave the sleigh

Witches of Sacred Mists! Inside you will find Lady Naliana, a Priestess of Windermere, and her husband F’einn awaiting the birth of their first child. Please enter and be blessed, as their joy is triplefold that all could join them on this holy night.

gives you a kiss on your third eye and gently pushes you towards the large oaken front doors of the castle forecourt...

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Shauni: 
 
With a wink and whistle Saets cracks the whip one final time: 
 
 
Now Epona, now Ogma, now Ra and Banba!  On Mary, on Cernunnos, on Lugh and Dagda! 
  
From the top of the crest to the top of the wall; dash away, dash away, dash away all! 
  
Shauni: 
 
You grab the hands of the person on each side of you and hold on tightly.   As the snowy boughs of the trees overhead seem to drop lower and lower, you suddenly realize the sleigh is flying high overhead the Faerie Isle!   You lift your eyes towards the heavens and you see the Sacred Mists Star shining brightly above.  You gaze in wonder, marking this beautiful symbol of our home deeply in your heart. 
 
(pause) 
  
In the front of the sleigh, Saets and Fyre cannot contain their merriment and happy laughter drifts back over the occupants of the sleigh.   
  
You wonder privately how many times they have refilled their mugs, but Fyre intuits your thought and sends one back to you, letting you know that they are only high on joy and love for their fellow witches.  The Faerie Isle sparkles below you and you drink in the sight. 
 
 
 
Saets: 
  
points to a tall spire in the distance; you see it lit up like a beacon in the night.  As the sleigh draws closer, you feel yourself descending and notice only the smallest of bumps as the horses touch down in the courtyard of the castle. 
 
Thank you for traveling Air Saets!  Please be careful when opening the overhead bins as your luggage may have shifted during the flight! 
 
 
 
Shauni: 
  
The creatures of the Faerie Isle are all here.  You see around you faeries of all shapes and sizes, dressed in their best velvet and satin fabric scraps, crystal and dried flower jewellery, ribbons and bows and feathers.   
  
The gnomes are here; the orcs have brought offerings of ORChids and you spot Nazgul Nosepicker nearby.  The Jingledragon nods to her flower supplier and grins.   
  
The phoenix and gryphon contingent are showing off for each other; the merfolk play in the castle moat and the dragons have the entire back field covered in satin tents with waving banners.  Clans of wolves lay nearby, grinning with pleasure and keeping an eye on the trolls.   
  
The Gypsies of the Faerie Glen have rolled their wagons in a circle and the elves are playing Kick the Can and goofing with the moat monster.   
 
 
You see a figure approaching from the Castle and as he draws near you recognise the Sacred Mists Priest, Willow Raevynwood. 
 
 
Saets leaps from the sleigh and greets his brother Willow with a cheery grin. 
 
 
 
Willow: 
 
approaches the sleigh and bows 
 
Merriest of Yules and welcome to the Castle of Windermere!  Here your journey ends.  Lady Seriama, High Priestess of the Witches of Windermere beckons you enter the castle.  Tonight we celebrate the Return of the King!   All are welcome!   All are welcome!   
 
bows once again and turns, placing his arm companionably around Saets’s shoulder. 
 
  
Fyre:  
 
jumps down from the front of the sleigh, smiling warmly, to merrily offer his assistance to those stepping out of the sleigh.  
 
  
Shauni: 
 
The lights from the castle beckon to you as you gather your belongings and smile your thanks to the Staff. 
  
hugs you as you leave the sleigh 
  
Witches of Sacred Mists!  Inside you will find Lady Naliana, a Priestess of Windermere, and her husband F’einn awaiting the birth of their first child.  Please enter and be blessed, as their joy is triplefold that all could join them on this holy night. 
  
gives you a kiss on your third eye and gently pushes you towards the large oaken front doors of the castle forecourt...

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As you cross the threshold of the castle, you feel a gentle pull from inside yourself. You look there and find, deep down inside in the darkness, a small spark of golden light. As you gaze at this light with your third eye, it grows larger, filling you with love and comfort.

You feel the Great Mother, ancient and wise, holding you in Her arms. You sigh with contentment, knowing the Long Dark of Winter will end, and the Bright Light of Summer will return; as long as that golden spark glows, giving us the gift of birth, life, death and rebirth. So the Wheel always turns.

You enter the Great Hall of Windermere and are amazed at the long wooden tables filled to the brim with food and drink. Laughter, music and song fill the air. You approach a particularly tasting-looking dish (take that any way you like)

winks

but your eye is caught and you move past the table further into the room. An enormous Yule Tree is placed in the exact center of the Great Hall. The tree sparkles with glittering crystals and candles; strings of seeds and bundles of fragrant herbs adorn its limbs.

At the base of the tree kneels a handsome man and a beautiful woman…. you are captured by the ethereal glow that surrounds them.

They are holding a child. “A son! A son!” everyone shouts. The room bursts into song. The Sun God has returned! Long live the King!

You find yourself being pulled into a dance and fly carefree around the room. The Jingledragon snaps her fingers and a long line of dancing satyrs conga into the room, bearing sweets and ambrosia for the crowd. Champagne corks pop and you smile around you at the happy celebrants.

And so ends our Yule Journey. Pull up a stool and let your hair down, it’s time to party!

Blessed Yule everyone!

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As you cross the threshold of the castle, you feel a gentle pull from inside yourself.  You look there and find, deep down inside in the darkness, a small spark of golden light.  As you gaze at this light with your third eye, it grows larger, filling you with love and comfort.   
  
You feel the Great Mother, ancient and wise, holding you in Her arms.  You sigh with contentment, knowing the Long Dark of Winter will end, and the Bright Light of Summer will return; as long as that golden spark glows, giving us the gift of birth, life, death and rebirth.  So the Wheel always turns. 
  
You enter the Great Hall of Windermere and are amazed at the long wooden tables filled to the brim with food and drink.  Laughter, music and song fill the air.  You approach a particularly tasting-looking dish (take that any way you like)  
  
winks 
  
but your eye is caught and you move past the table further into the room.  An enormous Yule Tree is placed in the exact center of the Great Hall.  The tree sparkles with glittering crystals and candles; strings of seeds and bundles of fragrant herbs adorn its limbs.   
  
At the base of the tree kneels a handsome man and a beautiful woman…. you are captured by the ethereal glow that surrounds them. 
  
They are holding a child.  “A son!  A son!” everyone shouts.  The room bursts into song.  The Sun God has returned!  Long live the King! 
  
You find yourself being pulled into a dance and fly carefree around the room.  The Jingledragon snaps her fingers and a long line of dancing satyrs conga into the room, bearing sweets and ambrosia for the crowd.  Champagne corks pop and you smile around you at the happy celebrants. 
  
And so ends our Yule Journey.  Pull up a stool and let your hair down, it’s time to party! 
  
Blessed Yule everyone!

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Talaleia Waterdragon, Intuitive Tarot Studies

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Talaleia Waterdragon, Intuitive Tarot Studies

Talaleia Waterdragon, Intuitive Tarot Studies