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“a gathering of women and men linking hands in a circle. The full, bright circle of the Moon rising bone-white above them. The group lifted their joined hands to the sky, reaching for the Moon. “O Lady of the Mirror and the Scythe. She who walks the paths both seen and unseen – finding that which is known, that which is yet to be known.” In unison, they turned to face the eastern horizon. “O Lady of the Sun,” they called. May you nourish us within your warmth, nourish the valley and the forest. We praise you now, as you shine on your sister Moon: retrieving her from her wanderings into the world of the unborn and of the dead.”

“Such visions,” she said, “will always be tested. For this is the order of the most Ancient Ones who shape our destiny awaiting the day that we stand by their side as equals.” “I find myself far from that day,” Sha’han said with an effort at lightness. “Oh,” mused the Oracle, returning his smile with the greater ease. “It is not far from them to cherish and love that which is a treasure to us. It is only the fear and the anger that drags us away into the shadowed lands. We have to accept that heartache is the twin of love and that it is a good thing, in its own way – for it too reveals the greatness of our connections.”

“The Christian god can easily be pictured as virtually the same god as the many ancient gods of past civilizations. The Christian god is a three headed monster cruel vengeful and capricious. If one wishes to know more of this raging three headed beast like god one only needs to look at the caliber of people who say they serve him. They are always of two classes fools and hypocrites.”

“She always did like tales of adventure-stories full of brightness and darkness. She could tell you the names of all King Arthur's knights, and she knew everything about Beowulf and Grendel, the ancient gods and the not-quite-so-ancient heroes. She liked pirate stories, too, but most of all she loved books that had at least a knight or a dragon or a fairy in them. She was always on the dragon's side by the way.”

“I inhabited a territory of loneliness which resembles the place where the dying spend their time before death, and from where those who do return, living, to the world bring, inevitably, a unique point of view that is a nightmare, a treasure, and a lifelong possession.[It is] equal in its rapture and chilling exposure [to] the neighbourhood of the ancient gods and goddesses.”

“"Oh, ancient god, whatever your name," whispered Ahmed. "Help this lost son of a good father, this evil boy who meant no harm but slept in school, ran errands slowly, did not pray from his heart, ignored his mother, and did not hold his family in great esteem. For all this I know I must suffer. But here in the midst of silence, at the desert's heart, where even the wind knows not my name? Must I die so young? Am I to be forgotten without having been?"”