The Third String.
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Tales from a Dagda Bard
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The Third String.
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Tales from a Dagda Bard
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14/3/2016 0 Comments The Magic of the Third StringThe gathering was a small intimate affair with no more than 10 guests mixing and chatting as they moved about the warm dry interior of the Rath. The Dagda was tired of the big days and the big shows. Sometimes the best thing a soul can do is choose the small things and enjoy them for their simplicity. The atmosphere was relaxed, a few bottles of mead had been opened for the sipping and a small selection of cold meats, fresh bread, and cheese was laid out on the table. The Dagda's chair was large and low. A comfortable sprawl of a thing, stuffed with goose down and covered with sheep skin, the wool kept clean and soft with regular replacement from his flocks .
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