Cinnia cocked her head to one side. “That music, it’s beautiful.”
“Feel free to explore the grounds for as long as you like. I need to get back to my students,” said the woman in white. She returned to the stone hall.
The music continued faintly and drew Cinnia in. She followed the sound and came upon three young druids sitting in a circle; one was playing the flute, one the mandolin, and one the Bodhrán. Entranced, Cinnia stopped and listened to them for quite some time. As she listened she became more attuned to her surroundings. It was then she realized the musicians were sitting in the middle of a maze in the shape of the triquetra.
Listening to the enchanting melodies, Cinnia began to wander down one path of the trine. She was overcome with memories of childhood fairy tales and college studies of mythology and legend. She felt joy and amusement as she heard the words, “Evoke the Past,” whispering on the breeze. She continued venturing down the second trine. She thought of her job and was overwhelmed with a sense of tedium and fatigue as she heard, “Evaluate the Present.” She now ventured into the third trine. This brought a sense of peace and hope, “Embrace the Future,” she heard drift overhead.
Cinnia was awakened by the bump and shudder of the landing gear descending. She startled and it took a moment to orient to where she was. I was dreaming. She fished in her bag for her journal. She made three entries on three separate pages, the words she heard spoken on the wind in her dream.
Once upon a time...
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