Winter Solstice by Narya

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Winter Solstice


The morning gloom thinned. The revellers waited, wreathed in their own frozen breath - then the sun leapt over the stones and shone through the trees like blood.
 

A small girl gasped. "Fire!"
 

Maglor smiled. The deep winter dawn pressed into his bones. He turned to the west, and walked on.


Chapter End Notes

Although not explicitly stated in the text, the setting for this piece is the Sanctuary in the stone circle at Avebury, in Wiltshire.  My thanks to Spiced Wine for suggesting it!


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