Sif swore softly under her breath, her gaze drifting toward Thom and I.\u00a0 \u201cAnd you two are\u2026?\u00a0 Truly?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSo the dreams and visions indicate,\u201d I said with a faint smile.\u00a0 \u201cSometimes more welcome than others.\u00a0 The insights help, though.\u201d\u00a0 Most of the time, anyway.<\/i><\/p>\n
Thom frowned slightly.\u00a0 \u201cWhy did you call him the Ridden Druid?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause that\u2019s who Ciar mac D\u00fabhshl\u00e1in was,\u201d Sif said, blinking at him.\u00a0 \u201cYou\u2019re\u2014and you don\u2019t\u2014?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe doesn\u2019t remember as often,\u201d I said quietly.\u00a0 \u201cHe sees the future more often than the past.\u201d<\/p>\n
Thom winced but didn\u2019t disagree.\u00a0 \u201cSo why is that who he was?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAn accident,\u201d Neve said with a wry smile.\u00a0 \u201cHe visited a shrine to Cernunnos at the wrong time and ended up possessed by the Stag God.\u00a0 Brighid chased him all over the known world and parts unknown as well.\u00a0 She loved no one as well as she loved her brother\u2014not even Finn.\u201d<\/p>\n
Thom and I exchanged a look.\u00a0 I glanced away first, blushing.\u00a0 Well, it\u2019s good to know that time changes some things, at least.<\/i>\u00a0 \u201cIs that how he ended up going blind?\u201d I asked.<\/p>\n
Neve blinked at me.\u00a0 \u201cI didn\u2019t realize you\u2019d seen\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019ve seen a lot,\u201d I said.\u00a0 \u201cBits and snatches, enough to know that he at least looked like he was blind and that her\u2014my\u2014her wolf became his<\/i> wolfhound.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMm.\u201d\u00a0 Neve\u2019s gaze drifted toward the fire.\u00a0 \u201cNo one can be possessed by something like Cernunnos and emerge from the experience unscathed and whole.\u00a0 He paid the price just like others before and since.\u201d<\/p>\n
I winced.<\/p>\n
I don\u2019t want to know.\u00a0 I hope I never have to find out what that\u2019s like.<\/i><\/p>\n
A sick feeling settled in the pit of my stomach and I looked away.\u00a0 Hopefully, paranoia was all it was.\u00a0 Sometimes, we had to get lucky.<\/p>\n
Sometimes.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Sif swore softly under her breath, her gaze drifting toward Thom and I.\u00a0 \u201cAnd you two are\u2026?\u00a0 Truly?\u201d \u201cSo the dreams and visions indicate,\u201d I said with a faint smile.\u00a0 \u201cSometimes more welcome than others.\u00a0 The insights help, though.\u201d\u00a0 Most … Continue reading