NeuKelte, German
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One day, Cormac, the High King of Ireland, was captivated by a youth dressed in splendid robes and finely costumed. Over his shoulder he carried a nine-belled stick, each bell shaped like a golden apple. The music it produced was so enchanting that Cormac bartered his wife, son, and daughter for it. This caused great sorrow among his people, which he alleviated with the stick’s music.
Source: The Vanishing of Cormac | Emerald Isle Irish and Celtic myths, fairy tales and legends

NeuKelte,
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A year later, Cormac, missing his family, followed their path into a misty, unfamiliar land. This was the #Otherworld, a place of beautiful meadows, woods filled with singing birds, and flowers he’d never seen before. He encountered Manannan and Fand in a grand Dún, where he was invited to stay for the night.
In the Dún, Cormac was presented with the magical cup of Manannan. This cup would break when a lie was spoken and would only get whole again when a truth was told.
Cormac was reunited with his family. The joy of their reunion was immense, and they returned to their people, bringing with them Manannan‘s treasures: the bell-branch and the magical cup and the cloth of gold that had covered the table where they sat in the palace of Manannan.
Source: The Vanishing of Cormac | Emerald Isle Irish and #Celtic myths, fairy tales and legends

NeuKelte,
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#Celtic #FairyTaleTuesday: The ugliest woman the world had ever seen had lured #Fionn an the Fianna to her place. „One side of her face was white, and one black, and her hair was
like red fire-flames waving round her head.
She took a small harp and played, and the music was like the rippling of a rock-strewn
mountain stream, or the murmur of the nightwind when it plays through tall pines in summer. Then she chanted a little song to them in an unknown tongue, and a strange helplessness relaxed their limbs ; although they felt that some great disaster was about to overtake them they had no strength to avert it.
When the woman saw that her spells had conquered the Fians, she fetched a two-edged sword and began to slay the warriors as quickly as she could, taunting them with their lethargy.“
Source: Heroes of The Dawn by Violet Russel

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