#Celtic #BookologyThursday: โAt midnight Ethne came, dressed ready for the journey, and standing over the Fians lifted her hands above their heads, and chanted in a curiously even tone these words:
By the light of suns afar
And the guiding, distant star;
By the mystic new-born moon
And the lilt of magic rune,
You are freed from the ill spell.
Take your swords and let us go,
From this place of death and woe;
Leave this shadowy land behind
And the words that hold and bind:
Now my bidding breaks the spell.
The Fians rose, and with great gladness found that their strength had returned to them.โ
Source: The Chase of GLEANN-NA-SMOL in Heroes of the Dawn by Violet Russel
