The bells toll for Cailleach

Lá Fhéile Bhríde  ## Happy St. Brigid's Day
Lá Fhéile Bhríde ## Happy St. Brigid’s Day (Photo credit: Liamfm .)

The bells of St. Brigit’s are calling tonight. Across the river a whistle was heard and answered.  Leaping from stone to stone across the icy water he braved the frosty landscape.  Wind and sleet could not keep him down. He blazed his way through the forest. For he manipulated the weather and warmed his way through a wintry path to the girl. There she appeared with kindling cradled in the crook of her arm.  He took her hand and won her captive heart. Together they forged a fire and sang before it. Now, the ravens keen the withdrawal of the winter hag and the bells toll for Cailleach.


Written in response to both

Write on Edge’ surprise prompt

You have until 11:35 PM Pacific time on Thursday to write to add 100 words to the following first line:

“The bells of St. Brigit’s are calling tonight.”

Wordcount total: 108 words
Genre: Any


Trifecta Week 111 one word prompt:

MANIPULATE (transitive verb)

1: to treat or operate with or as if with the hands or by mechanical means especially in a skillful manner
2a : to manage or utilize skillfully
b : to control or play upon by artful, unfair, or insidious means especially to one’s own advantage
3: to change by artful or unfair means so as to serve one’s purpose : to doctor

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  1. Now there’s a suitor worth his salt – and bringing warmth with him too. Lovely piece, and very true to the Celtic roots.


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