© Brian Froud
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GWENHWYFAR
She
is the White Shadow, dancing by moonlight to the faery piper's
tune, leaving tiny white star flowers to glow where her feet have trod.
She dreams that she dances among constellations far beyond our knowing.
Faeries love to dance. Their music is the most haunting music
ever heard by human ears, sad and sweet, deeply sensual, tranquil one
moment, demented the next. The White Ladies are luminous
faery creatures who dance by the light of the moon, beautiful as the
music itself, trailing patterns of color and mist in their wake.
Faeries often dance in circles, leaving rings of flattened grass to
mark the sites of their midnight revels-- or circles of toadstools springing
up where faery feet have trod.
Faeries dwell in the twilight,
betweeen day and night, between spirit and matter, between the conscious
and the unconscious... where all things are possible, where our past
and future meet, where we meet ourselves coming back. When we
dance with the faeries, we dance with the reflections of our true selves
and the true inner self of the world.
---Excerpt
from GOOD FAERIES/BAD FAERIES
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