Within Lie Dragons

Follow us on a journey of discovery and magick, in our world and in the other worlds whispering through the veils. www.readarach.com

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PURCHASE BOOK #1 – Arach – Within Lie Dragons by M.G. Schoombee Link: http://a.co/frJB2o9

Within Lie Dragons

Follow us on a journey of discovery and magick, in our world and in the other worlds whispering through the veils. www.readarach.com

#arach #fantasy #magick #veils #journey

PURCHASE BOOK #1 – Arach – Within Lie Dragons by M.G. Schoombee Link: http://a.co/frJB2o9

A book is made from a tree …

 

“A book is made from a tree. It is an assemblage of flat, flexible parts (still called “leaves”) imprinted with dark pigmented squiggles. One glance at it and you hear the voice of another person, perhaps someone dead for thousands of years. Across the millennia, the author is speaking, clearly and silently, inside your head, directly to you. Writing is perhaps the greatest of human inventions, binding together people, citizens of distant epochs, who never knew one another. Books break the shackles of time ― proof that humans can work magic.”

-Carl Sagan

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ARACH TRILOGY

 

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Fall in love with the magick!!!

Beautiful Ireland the setting of our fantasy trilogy ARACH. Go check it out. Your heart will fall in love with the magick. Find out more at  www.readarach.com
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What will they find there ??

The legendary, mythical Hy-Brasil, the phantom island of Ireland could possibly make an appearance in the final book of ARACH.  Hy-Brasil  appeared on ancient maps as early as 1325.  On most maps, it was located off the west coast of Ireland.  In Irish myth, it was said to be clouded in mist except for one day every seven years when it became visible but still could not be reached.

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Listen !!!

“Really, you have come this far on this journey and you still do not believe that trees can talk. Trees talk, bushes talk, flowers talk, even the subservient grass we are sitting on talks. You do not listen.”

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My soul yearns for Ireland.

Since I can remember I had this yearning to go to Ireland. I love the green hues dancing among the hills. I’m intrigued by the myths and legends of the fae and lost kingdoms of Ireland. I love the music. I adore the men. I love their accent. I had plans on going for a few years, but life happened, and it got put off till a rainy day. Next year is looking very promising for rainy days, hoping that life keeps itself in control. This yearning has also gone into my ARACH series. I set the epic tale of Arach in Dublin, Ireland. This brought many hours of research for the right spots and the awesome legends to bring to life in Arach. I found many interesting places and tales I did not know of.

Ireland has mystery embedded in the grains of sand covering the emerald isle. There are various tales of fae sightings and legends of the wee folk. The Tuatha De Denann, the fae folk of Ireland, as recently reported in the Sunday Times, inspired even Tolkien. We must, however, remember that these fae are not the Tinkerbell of Peter Pan or the modern day fairy tales of Hollywood. These fae were more human like with superpowers. The Children of the goddess Danu. Kind of like the Elves of Tolkien.

I want to drive down the tiny lanes and green lush fields in search of faery trees. Trees that none would dare to take out. Usually, in the middle of a field, it’s roots protected with stacks of rocks and most probably covered in ribbons. A ribbon for each wish made to the fae. My wishes will definitely adorn many trees in Ireland.

I don’t want to visit the usual tourist places, no I want to go to the littlest of villages, meet the local people. Hear their tales and legends. Hear the stories untouched by modern man’s technology. Then go and search for them. Climb down that mossy, slippery stream with nature chirping it’s glorious song to Gaia. To search for that quick glimpse of something behind a tree, or the melody of a soft song playing among the leaves.

Ai! A dream for now I suppose, but to wake up from that dream in the lush green hills of Ireland, with the laughter and singing of the fae in my ears. I will have a smile as wide as a rainbow, Leprechaun gold dust in my hair and many fae footprints in my soul.

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